I look at my calendar and see that many days have passed since I last wrote. My fault, all my fault. I did not intend my blog to be solely about art but rather the creative energy that comes with any discipline which requires creative energy. Sometimes, that can be simply the necessary energy to roll over and slam you hand down on the alarm and fall out of bed so you can drag yourself to the bathroom and get ready for another day.
Recently I pledged that my last day of work would be on a specific day and have labored toward that day, while marking it on my calendar and counting down each day. Sometimes, we begin with great zest in achieving goals only to find that many obstacles are placed in our way preventing, or at least trying to prevent us from obtaining those goals, and your steps weaken and falter and you question your reasoning, “Should I even do this at all?”
I have faltered and my final day will not be on the day I desired but I do still countdown each day to that deadline date. I am writing more and drawing more, and even have a multitude of projects set out for me to work on which I imagine will give me endless joy, but still falter in my stride.
My retirement day has been momentarily set aside, like so many other things awaiting me. I will get there in time and the time will be just the right time. I will not purposely feel a loss in my delay but will strive to make each day a better day in preparation of those sunset days where I have read are both good and bad. Good in that you no longer have to respond immediately to the shrill call of an alarm and you can lollygag your way to through the day, unless you have pressing doctors appointment or coffee time with friends and family. Bad because of the increased free time a person filled up serving others in order to pay the bills now will give you copious amounts of time you will need to fill with something besides annoying the wife or simply waste away while you fill up the space in your chair with more of your girth from not moving enough.
Meanwhile, I will continue to write about those things that matter to mean concerning writing in general, art, and other creative endeavors until I can take all those serious matters of retirement to heart.
—Wayne
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