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| Sand of Time by Gadion |
When I was at uni, I spent days procrastinating doing virtually nothing in my sweats with no makeup on. Attractive huh? I used to feel plagued with boredom, restricted by my student finances and London prices making everything twice as expensive. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the time I had with my friends, but I longed for more options, more things to fill my time and money to do those things with. Now that I'm back home and I've been working for 2 and half years, I'd chew someone's arm off for a free day with nothing to do, no pressure and no need to cake my face in cosmetics in a last-ditch attempt to look awake and vaguely presentable...
Now I'm living a different reality, one where the things I love the most take a back seat whilst the everyday repeats and repeats in its crushing monotony, superseding everything that makes life remotely fun. Looking back, I feel like I wasted all that free time I had as a student. I spent too much time being selfish and feeling hard-done-by, and not enough time embracing life and chasing opportunities. But then hindsight is a wonderful thing isn't it?
Ok, so I'm definitely overthinking things slightly, but there's a definite message that I want to convey here. I might not feel like I have time to indulge my passions these days, but is that really an excuse not to? When I do make the effort and find time to do the things I want, the sense of fulfilment I get is nourishing. When I take a great photo, bake something that tastes of pure heaven, or write a well-received blog entry, I feel like I get back the pieces of my soul that sprung loose on the 9 to 5 carousel.
It's so easy to just sit there after a hard day and do absolutely nothing. Finding the drive to do something new and exciting amongst all the pressures and stresses of life is really hard. I admire those who can and do do this on a regular basis. I want to be more like those people who embrace a life less ordinary by finding the time to run a sports club, paint a masterpiece, or write the next best-seller...
So, I'm going to stop apologising every time I blog for the 'long hiatus' and instead get off my bum and write about the things I've done. After all, Chantilly Press is nothing if I don't make time for it!
