Keep the Axel and the Izzy and the Slash flying.

Peace, brother.

He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Comin’ home to a place he’d never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
You might say he found a key for every door

I recall Tim mentioning he recently-ish turned 27, which someone commented was a transitionary age in our lives (sometihng about this that and Saturn)

It’s weird how true that is. Last year (when I turned 27) was a huge time of transition for me.

And yes, Grindhouse rules.

That’s the thing about goals… they turn into the things you talk about instead of things you actually do.

And in general I think all people should see it. Also, I recall Tim mentioning he recently-ish turned 27, which someone commented was a transitionary age in our lives (sometihng about this that and Saturn). Grindhouse’s old-schoolness definitely brought me back to the movies I used to watch when I was a kid and how good they made me feel. Drawing upon feel-good memories of youth is always a good thing in times of transition, right?

Well anyway, I loved that movie! What an awesome movie.

One day, with time running out to get my grade up in time for the next report card, I asked the teacher if I could do any extra credit. He looked at me blankly for a moment, and then said: “Why don’t you finish you HW assignments first. Take care of that, and then come back and ask for extra credit.”

That was a very long time ago, but the truth of that statement has stayed with me (and even played a key role in my last several days/weeks). For a while now, I’ve been battling with the notion that “there isn’t enough time!” No matter what, I’ve grown to feel like I’ll never get done all the things I want to get done, no matter how hard I work.

But really — am I doing the best with the time I’m given? Am I using my available resources to the best of my ability? Sadly and honestly, I can answer “NO”. And in doing so, its turned me in a direction of much greater inner-peace. Now I’m beginning to realize that there is plenty of time, actually. It is how I use it that needs working on.

And one day, when I have my “time management” (and all things related) under control and mastery, maybe then might I start complaining about “how little time” there is. Until then I have serious work to do. And it is awesome. This is just one way of looking at things, but it has been helpful.

Good luck on the move. And go see Grindhouse! It will help you along your way.

The thing I’ve come to realize most keenly as of late is that there are two phases in life. There is one phase where you spend all your time dreaming and chasing your dreams (maybe those are two separate phases, I don’t know). And then there’s a phase immediately after that in which you have the ability - a doorway opens up, a golden window in the sky - and then you have to actually start living your dreams.

I think people discount how nerve-wracking that can be. Reason being that the shift from desiring to actually living requires the radical re-wiring of your entire brain, of your entire way of living, of the patterns by which you have defined yourself. How do you go from being a “dreamer” to being a “liver”? But that makes it sound like we’re talking about liver and onions or something. We’re not. That would, though, probably be a lot simpler thing to talk about.

I can totally relate to that. I feel like that is where I am at now to. I feel like created this huge grand structure, and now I am stepping inside of it and stepping inside of it does not start of grand and on a huge scale. Its just a little step.

The sense of scale gets a lot smaller. Plus, writing about things on a grand scale, thinking on a grand scale, its not the same as doing.