This happened about around fifty yards away from our window. One second it’s just a normal street, the next second a car runs over a street sign and crashes into a telephone pole, later a passerby on a bike was almost hit by one of the falling wires that got stuck on a passing city bus. The limited knowledge I have is that it had something to do with the driver in front suddenly stopping that caused the accident but regardless of that it serves a reminder to always pay attention – no matter what you’re doing. Nobody here was severely injured but all it takes is one moment. That’s it. Crossing the street without looking, not paying attention to the rode, not checking a weapon before cleaning it, adding too much oil while cooking, so on and so on.
One second is all it takes to go from normalcy to disaster. Always be aware of what you’re doing and what’s going on because things happen when we least expect it to. That’s all I have to say. Love ~ Jamil.
No picture in this post because I’m being a little bit lazy but I just wanted to talk about responsibility it takes to stay consistent.
Man, it is hard. I’ve always wondered why people who are in teh media spotlight for whatever their craft is suddenly just disappear, or don’t post as much, don’t market their music, or fall off from creating internet videos, etc. And now I kind of understand it – it takes effort to actually continue to engage. It’s like starting a new hobby, the whole concept of it taking about 21 days for something to become a routine. Well with this it’s completely easy to kill the routine before it starts. I don’t feel like opening up lightroom or taking photos, or editing those photos. Everything sucks and is dreary, life is hard down here and I just don’t feel like doing it.
Procrastinating though, procrastinating is so much easier to do. I can watch videos on Youtube all day and get nothing day. Sit around, also eat food. Yum, yum, yum, consuming things is so comfortable, so complacent – so easy.
I always have to remind myself when I start letting myself slip off the wagon that being comfortable means living a life where none of my dreams will be fulfilled. It’s okay to take it easy here and there but never let it become a routine. That’s my responsibility to myself.