racoma.netI love to write. I write to live. I live to love.

There was a stage in my life a few weeks back when I had the luxury of sitting down in front of my laptop in the morning, sipping coffee, and posting on this very blog. These could be observations, anecdotes, opinions, or editorials on just about anything relevant. I was, as I said a while back, relaunching the blog, and so I had to do it with a blast.

Lately, however, I seem to have gone off track. I seem to have lost momentum (again?), and let the blog run on autopilot, so to speak. But we know that there’s no such thing as autopilot for blogs. If you let a blog languish un-updated, uncared-for, and not minded for a long time, readership dwindles, and you tend to lose links, SEO and discussions.

What caused this recent break from the writer’s lifestyle, you ask? Well, let’s just say I’ve gone back to the lifestyle I’d been running prior to my breakthrough. And that is being a writer and everything else in between. You see, in those few weeks I’d been on a roll, I’d taken a backseat from most of my work and business endeavors in the hopes of being able to see things from a better vantage point. I hoped I could see things with a clearer perspective. I hoped I could make strong, life-changing decisions that would be for the better.

You could say I’d become a slacker. But then again, I had always been a slacker to some extent–as I always try to find easier ways of doing things, without necessarily sacrificing quality. (In other words, I try to be as efficient and as productive with scant resources as possible. Keyword here is “try.”)

Then life comes crashing into you, right smack into your backside, lurching you thirty feet forward. You spend a few minutes razzled and dazzled. And then you wake up to the reality that crap happens and that you have to make the best out of what life offers. Sadly, part of this reality is the fact that you can’t have everything. Life comes bundled with tradeoffs, compromises and sacrifices.

And so these days, I’m still able to spend my mornings sitting in front of my laptop while sipping my coffee. Quite differently, though I find myself writing on things other than observations, anecdotes, opinions, or editorials as before. Sometimes, I don’t even write at all, but still deal with mountains and mountains of words trying to make sense in my head. Strangely enough, it gives me fulfillment and the drive to do more, knowing that what I’m doing is relevant.

Sometimes it feels monotonous. But when you consider that life is a cycle, you tend to think that whichever exact point you are in right now is just part of the cycle. Whether it’s the up or down part is up to you. But don’t get bored–things will be different enough sooner or later. Trust me.

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