The Daily Prompt: Our weekly free-write is back: take ten minutes — no pauses! — to write about anything, unfiltered and unedited. You can then publish the post as-is, or edit a bit first — your call.
The first reaction I got when I received the daily challenge was disgust and a teeny bit of absurdity. I mean who the hell is able to complete a decent post within 10 minutes? And while a part of me fervently disagrees that I would be able to pull the challenge off, there is a part of me, an inner timid voice, who demands, “Accept the Challenge!” So after three minutes into opening “Create New Post”, I began writing, and as to what I am supposed to write, I have no idea. Absolutely, no idea.
I mean, I am just a mere seventeen-going-on-eighteen year old boy and I do not have many concrete and pursuable aspirations, I want to be many things. I want to be a writer, a host, a celebrity, an attorney, an editor, or someone who can provide for my parents, contribute to the society and make a change to the world. And I realized, because my society is somewhat screwed up, there are obstacles that cannot be overcome, or at least overcome with ease. I remember listening to someone telling me how there are two kinds of self: the short-term self and the long-term self. The short term self refers to short-run gains while the long-term self refers to the futuristic goals. It would be impossible for both to coexist without having one compromising the other. Ultimately, it depends on how one decides and prioritises with which comes first.
And as I am writing this post, I am rather confused because I know I am satisfying my short-term self, and I also know that in doing so, I am denying myself a better future. The culprit: procrastination. I am more than perturbed to have an awareness of such revelation. There are some who encouraged me not to give up, but truth to be told, I have already given up. Am I guilty of it? Needless to say, I am guilty of it and there are times I admire how so many people are living lives better than I am — having the financial stability to squander, having really good network of people, good grades, good looks etc. Yes, I understand and acknowledged the blatant fact that everyone is fighting their own battle and no one is able to truly empathise the other party. Then again, I need to take a step back and wonder (and perhaps even find affirmation in doing so) how many of those around my age are really investing in their long term self? How many?
“What happened next was close to amazing.” I wish this quote, this miracle will someday enter my life. And then I will fight.
P.S (I took 4 extra minutes)