I’m not gonna lie, blogging is not something that I do or have done, nor is it something I have ever given much thought. Sure, I have delved into the depths of the abyss that is tumblr (who hasn’t?), but where that site is much more focused on creating an appearance based on reblogging whether it be through a regurgitation of images or small pieces of dialogue, and exists as a place where you present yourself as simply a curator of your own digital image, real(?) blogging requires your own direct input. Original ideas. Higher order thinking, where the mindlessness of scrolling and alt-clicking is a far cry. And to be honest, stretching my own ideas from single concept thoughts into paragraph long accounts frankly scares me.

But as Cal Newport so heavily reiterated in his “Follow Your Passion” is Bad Advice talk, in order to succeed one must “systematically built up a rare and valuable skill then use it as leverage”: so here I am. Here I am, at the base of ten-thousand-step tall staircase that leads (ever so eventually) to the towering pinnacle of existence known as real life, in an effort to sharpen my craft. And as Newport continues to write (or speak, whichever cognitive mode you choose to embrace), he expands on the idea of ‘The Passion Trap’, exclaiming that “the more emphasis you place on finding work you love, the more unhappy you become when you don’t love every minute of the work you have”: which to me comes a blessing, because at this point in life I don’t have that strong idea of what I want to be, or where I want to go, and in turn I guess I have avoided these disappointments (or have yet to discover them). And with this I will continue to be flexible and take it as it comes, when it comes.

On a journey to not only to “not follow my passion”, but to “be so good they can’t ignore you” too, I guess.