I drew this.
This is my first update in about three weeks. Am I proud of this? Nope. But ’tis what it is.
I can blame several things for this seemingly sudden drought of posts: laziness, busyness, boredom, frustration.
But I’m back, and in more ways than one.
The topic of this post isn’t merely referring to my writing, but rather, one of my first-ever loves: art.
Just keep going, just keep going…
I’ve already lamented over the fact that not all blog posts can be winners.
The sad truth is that it’s not limited to blog posts. Not all classes can be winners. Not all meetings can be winners. Not all meals can be winners. Not all days can be winners.
No matter how good we are at what we do, how confident we act, that “clunker” is inevitable. We’re bound to stumble at some point. It’s one of those things that comes with being human.
Yes, I experienced a moment like that today.
Sign in front of my school. When I first saw it, I asked what that even meant. Now? I GET IT.
In the three years I’ve been doing tang soo do, I’ve learned many forms, strikes, blocks, self-defense techniques, and sparring principles. (Oh, and I’ve become a little more fit.)
To say that I’ve mastered everything I’ve been taught up to this point would be a big fat lie. I learn something new each time I train, and I always find ways in which I can improve.
But what else has tang soo do given me, aside from the aforementioned (and rather obvious) points above:
My biggest writing obstacle right now
I’ve hit a wall.
When I first started this blog, I was an idea magnet. About 85% of my life experiences were classified as, “Hey, I could write about this!” I followed through on most of those self-promises.
But here I am in my fourth (!) month of blogging and I’ve finally reached that point where I’m racking my brain for something to talk about.
Let’s talk about positivity.
The closing moments of 2015, for the most part, weren’t great for me. Unfortunately, I responded to these events by being a perpetually sullen brat.
What good did that do me? Absolutely zilch. Anything that could go wrong, did, and it only made me increasingly bitter.
It was a vicious cycle. I was reacting to negative events with a negative approach, which only fueled more negativity, both from myself and the universe.
Then…I snapped out of it.
One of the realest series I’ve ever watched is a cartoon about a washed-up television star. Who is also an anthropomorphic horse.
BoJack Horseman is a comedy, albeit a dark one. It delves into topics that are an antithesis to its lighthearted character designs: depression, narcissism, social and familial dysfunction, the many flavors of addiction, and death. Just to name a few.
The brilliant writers of BoJack Horseman have dealt with these sensitive issues with much care and honesty. As a result, the show is more than a biting satire of Hollywoo
d — it’s a source of excellent advice, especially for those who are embroiled in their own personal struggles. I can speak from experience, as BoJack Horseman has inspired me in times when I’ve been down.
If you’re in need of some motivation, look to these 4 BoJack Horseman quotes to get you going (minor spoilers ahead):