2024-04-19 Journal Entry

Created: April 19, 2024 7:50 PM Tags: Daily

Today is the day that I’m getting back on the horse with my morning habits. What I’m hoping is the secret weapon was having the first thing I do be to get out of bed and grab a glass of water. Just getting your two feet on the floor is the best way to avoid laying in bed staring at my phone all morning.

It’s also interesting how much my motivation is here this morning now that I’ve started with just a few core things. So far, I got my glass of water, meditated for 30 minutes, did a quick workout, showered, got breakfast, and now here I am writing in my journal. At the moment, that’s the end of my prescribed morning, although I’ll likely continue on here and do some Japanese study and write a bit. The more interesting bit is that now that my motivation is back I find myself thinking. about many of the things that I dreamt of the last time I was journaling, which was a few weeks back right after my Hawaii trip. Once I fell back into my rut and became subsumed with my Official(TM) work duties, I lost any and all drive to do other things. And of course I’m about to go back on a work trip where some of this stuff may fall away. But it’s nice to know that at the very least, this sequence is a good one, and that there’s some Life Hacks to be found in how it’s structured that may point me in the right direction.

Anyways, life is so funny. When you drink some water and sit still for 30 minutes, it can become magically better very quickly.

I had a really crazy dream last night that I’m going to write down here just so I can try and remember it. Funny how dreams seem so serious during them and are so quickly lost afterwards.

But the dream: I was sitting with some people in a big open mall, or at least something that looked indoor-mall-esque but was probably more like an airport given that I think we all had bags — anyways, we’re all in this big mall-like seating area, and I have a laptop open on my lap. I turn away for a second to say something and then these tiny people, little goblin (but like, humanoid) motherfuckers, pop up and grab my laptop, and then my keys, and then they quickly pull everything out of my backpack and scurry away. I sprint out into the crowd of people, but they’re gone before I can even see where they’re headed. Someone tries to comfort me but I’m blind with rage, and I vow to kill them. So I go off and run after them, searching around this giant castle-looking exterior of the building, and I can see all of these little guys popping out of the bushes, looking at me through the security cameras, peeking out of potholes in the ground. They’re running the game. And as I’m about to wake up, I hear a voice booming through this world, telling me “THIS IS ALL FOR YOU.” There’s this jolt of knowing, that the world created here is for me, that being stripped of what I need is for me. It hurts but it’s good. I need this. And then I awoke!