I'm glad to be back in my parents home. I know myself better, I know my parents better. I don't want to stop my self-discovery, but I feel that I can begin to balance things better now because I'm more certain of my personal setting.
The only troublesome things of where I'm located now, the distance from people and places. I think its the places I'll miss more. The access to them. You can call people, you can't call places.
The location and the heavy toll this house takes on motivation. My siblings and I have all found this environment to be draining.. of motivation. While its beautiful and a pleasant retreat, I find it to be rather detrimental to my desire to accomplish the simplest of tasks. My home in Arlington, while I lazed about in it.. I feel and know I was able to complete more there than here.
Perhaps its just posing a personal challenge for myself to defeat these influences and gain control, and not just because there is this demotivating force, rather.. because I should have this anyway.
Saturday, October 6, 2007
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It's actually the same for me at my parents house. Something about being there makes me avoid real work in favor of lounging around. I think its that we figure at home, our parents will take care of us or something. Either way, you gotta get yourself to feel the productivity/activity there too, otherwise you'll start to resent the joint. I'm still working on it...
these things can follow us anywhere, it would be nice if everyone could beat these battles anywhere.
update assbutt.
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