Challenging myself to write

Just like many others in their early 20s, I’m as clueless about my life as the next fresh-out-of-college young adult. I’m still trying to figure out what I want to be working on for the next few months. I’m still trying to figure out how to spend my time outside of work. I’m still trying to figure out which connections I want to actively invest time in to keep from slipping away into the dark abyss of time. There’s a lot more to figure out than I’ve ever had to.

I’m not so much drowning in the ocean of life per se, but I feel like I’m kind of in the middle of nowhere, aimlessly doggy paddling about, and not so much trying to swim in a specific direction.

One thing I’ve been doing to “help myself” is reading those articles and books on productivity, motivation, self-improvement, basically all those words with v in them (embarrassingly to the extent that I have started reading the same information everywhere and don’t really get anything out of it anymore).

One goal I set for myself is to write every day. No matter how long or short, I’m going to try to publish something on medium. No more waiting for tomorrow, I’m starting today.

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