I have four weeks (three-ish actually) to finish some pretty monumental tasks. It’s come down to this… As stressed as I am about things, I feel like I’m in the calm before the storm. I’m hoping to finalize a deal for my bike tomorrow and that will be my personal mark that things have better change in my life. I bought my Harley while I was deployed and it symbolizes something extraordinarily important to me. I decided to give my life for something bigger and better and I treated myself to something I otherwise could only have dreamt of. It’s taken me a long time to realize that it’s time to reset my priorities and I don’t have to live my life the way I have been for well… my whole life.
I told an extremely close friend of mine recently that if we don’t step up our game together, then we might as well part ways for good. As much as I’m guilty for this, I hate half-assing my way through life. Simply feeling tired at the end of the day is no acceptable way to determine the impact I’ve made with my time here on earth. Just as a materialistic item such as a motorcycle shouldn’t define my supposed accomplishments, my level of exhaustion is no excuse for not accomplishing more in my life.
To purge myself of dead weight and the past is difficult. I grew up loving ‘things’ and not life.