It seems appropriate that I should enter a new blog post into my dwindling and inconsistent catalogue now, as we embark upon another foul year…this time the two thousand and nineteenth since we began counting the days after Mr J. Christ was apparently born.
It’s almost inevitable. Like joining a gym on January 1st.
I feel as if I should do it, but know- somewhere in the back of my jaded mind- that I won’t continue it as much as I “intend” to at the moment of writing. Is it sticking power? Attention span? The eventual and inevitable realisation that nothing we do, write or achieve really matters? Or is it simply that life gets in the way of any consistency?
In any case, the message is simple. Enjoy the journey. Or, “Buy the ticket, take the ride.”
Hunter S. Thompson always knew the best way to articulate something. His writing was quick, savage and entertaining. It was something that ripped you out of your world and threw you unapologetically into his, whether you wanted to go or not. You were there, surfing the paragraphs of inebriation, cynicism and wit excited and nervous at the unknown point where the wave would break and you’d crash face first into the sand banks of reality again. You were along for the ride.
And that’s what we all are. Along for the ride. And I think that it’s an especially important message to remember when you’re a creative. This is a journey.
Somebody with far more intelligence than me said to me once that I was seemingly incapable of seeing the journey, that I wanted everything resolved instantly even though I knew that it was impossible.
I put it down to nothing more complex than impatience but in truth, it’s a little more than that. It’s an anxiety about the destination, or rather an anxiety about the unknown destination. When you can’t see the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel, then it can be easy to start panicking about its actual existence. Will you ever see it? Is it even there? What if all that’s really at the end of the tunnel is a bricked up wall with a big “fuck you!” sprayed on in crude graffiti?
Well, I guess if that’s the end of the line then you can either break through the wall or turn back and take a different road when you reach the fork you stood at when you at first decided to be a creative. What I’m saying is, the end doesn’t really exist if you just appreciate the journey. If you stop theorising and predicting and anxiously forecasting what will be, then you might just look around and notice an opportunity or an opening that you didn’t expect. And then your journey will begin again. It’s constant. Up and down and forward and back and high and low. Hit and miss.
It’s a kick between the legs one day and a massage in the very same place the next. This is the ride and we’re all on it. Enjoy it.
Life is absurd. I mean, all over the news at the time of writing this, is some crazy hysteria about Greggs selling a Vegan Sausage roll.
I mean, if we’re all really honest with ourselves, is there anything we could give a shit about less? Probably not. But I guarantee that in our lives, and in others- both of people we do and do not know- there is a hell of a lot more that we do sincerely care about. So why is it not tweeted about as much? Or reported about? Why is Donald Trump the President of the U.S.A and why are we hurtling toward a Brexit with a Government at the steering wheel that has been shown time and time again to have anything but our best interests at heart. It’s fucking insane! So why complicate things any further by putting unrealistic pressure on yourself and slowly eroding your own confidence by presuming you’re not where you’re supposed to be at this moment? This moment is just this moment. The next moment could be amazing. If the Greggs Vegan hysteria hasn’t taught you that you really have no say in the madness that is life, then I don’t know what else to do.
It’s chaos out here. You control nothing. All you can do is throw yourself into your passion, into the things and people you love and reap the rewards that one positive step after the other brings. I’m not saying you shouldn’t work hard to achieve your goals and keep on pushing for them, the total opposite. I’m saying that you should do so whilst realising that you’re on your journey. Don’t look across the road at somebody else and think they’re ahead of you and get down and envious, and don’t look across the road and think they’re behind you and feel superior and more talented, you are both at different points on a different path. And that’s alright. In fact, it’s amazing. You can say “hi” to those people, learn from them, inspire them and be inspired by them. They can share their journey with you and you with them and it can help you along your way. We’re all in it together and as the current political climate is showing, it could all blow up any second, so let’s look out for one another.
You’re not where you’re supposed to be, because in truth, the only certain place we’re all headed is the grave so let’s enjoy the journey we take on our way there.
It’s 2019. A New Year. What are your resolutions? To achieve this, that and this? Or to improve and grow and accept the path in front of you as uncertain, challenging, exciting and unknown? And to accept it with a smile and a determination to see everything it throws up?
I’m not sure what the point of this post really is? I mean, is it meant to inspire or help anybody or is it just really for me? A way of trying to articulate thoughts and feelings as I turn on to a new, exciting road?
In the end, does it really matter? Enjoy the journey. Buy the ticket, take the ride.