Hitting a blank in your mind all while turmoil subconsciously brews about whether anyone will resonate with what you’re saying. Whether you’ve said it already and if people are getting tired of something that sounds familiar.
Whether it’s worth writing anything at all.
To someone looking at this from the outside, it may look like you’re sitting at a desk, pen in hand and staring into space.
Or even just you staring into space because you’re mentally projecting yourself in the above-mentioned scenario and you haven’t physically made it to the desk.
A day can go by, and you can have something written, or nothing at all.
Time flies, and it’s flying by at the same speed regardless of what you do.
It’s not very often that you revisit the About Me section of your website. Once you figure out what you’re about and who you want the world to see, you’re pretty much set. This just shouldn’t be the case. Your About Me says everything about you and your brand – it lets people know just how serious you are. We as humans are constantly evolving and bettering ourselves, so why shouldn’t your About Me on your website?
A wordy About Me can be kind of a turn off for a website, which is why Adan and I chose to break it up into a few different sections. While we could easily expand, we wanted to keep it clean, simple and to the point. If you’ve got an interesting website name, briefly explain the meaning and why it’s important. It might not be something obvious, so you could lose followers because of this.
Briefly share the history of your brand. Something I love to read about with a personal brand or up-incoming website is their beginnings. How did they start out? Did something or someone inspire them? Those sweet first chapters can really grab a person’s interest in story that has yet to be told.
What you’re hoping to achieve will round out the page. This is the value or inspiration you will be giving your followers. When Two Goobs was born, our About Me was merely us describing ourselves and sharing the things we liked. Now, we’ve narrowed down our message and are seeking to make a positive impact on your life. We’re sharing out experiences and the lessons we’ve learned over time, and inspiring each other to be more creative in every aspect of our daily lives.
You are evolving as a person, so should your About Me page.
I watched this anime a few months aback, and loved it. It was different from the normal style of animation, using rotoscoping, a technique where actors/actresses are recorded live then animation is applied over the captured video.
Snapshot from the Aku no Hana Anime
Aku no Hana also hit upon many themes which told a very realistic and human story.
Each episode, just as it was coming to an end, this song would start and play through the credits. It was timed very well, and was a fitting end-note that felt more like a gentle goodbye until the next episode in the series
Normally, the impact of a soundtrack doesn’t last past the end of my viewing. The same is largely true for Movies and TV. However, the music was itching at my mind recently and I felt compelled to track it down on Youtube. The Sound design in Anime adds so much to the experience, yet it’s easy to miss great songs while absorbing what’s happening on screen.
Instagram, retroactively, paints a lot more perspective on the logo change and apparently the new direction. Generally, multi-colored logos indicate that the company behind it is going to scratch many different kinds of itches.
When Instagram came out, there wasn’t many apps I knew about that scratched the picture itch. Instagram got that picture hungry crowd on release. When Vine came out, it was a seductive draw; shorter videos than what you might find on YouTube that are much more concise and shareable.
Instagram, I must imagine must have seen their engagement go down. Vines are re-watchable, I might look at a funny loop 3-4 times before moving on, so I’m consuming the content on Vine at a slower pace than I would on Instagram.
Now Snapchat had something Instagram didn’t, a compelling reason to be on constantly. You could easily not use Instagram for a few days, then catch up some time later. The content isn’t going anywhere, no need to rush back.
By emulating Snapchat’s Stories, Instagram gives us a reason to not have to use other visual platforms. The only other thing they could foreseeably want is live streaming, but given their history, that feature would only be implemented after another platform does it successfully and has the numbers to prove it.
Instagram has rebuilt itself to be many things to many people.
If you never ‘got’ Snapchat, now you don’t have to, its core functions are built into Instagram now. Still don’t get it? You don’t have to. The way Stories is built into Instagram is very non-intrusive, sitting at the top of the app, and going away when you scroll down. This is similar to how Instagram handled the integration of Vine ( the audio didn’t auto-play, and you can treat it like a regular picture, but now it moves, and before you know it, you’ve just watched a video!)
And that’s the thing about these new features. You don’t have to use them, but they’re there.
Walking down a particular path doesn’t necessarily mean anything. You’re simply walking, something your body can do on auto-pilot while your mind is engrossed in anything else.
Especially when it comes to looking ahead, or looking back at your footprints and reassessing how far you’ve come.
Those set of mental commands can have bigger implications than we give credit to and usually mean that it’s time for reassessment about whether it’s a good idea to keep going, make some slight adjustments, or that drastic changes need to be made.
Your view on any of those three choices can vary wildly based on what you’ve been exposed to and the variety of your points of reference. Growing up in an isolated community with no internet and no dissidents will likely result in the replication of the same types of people who currently reside in that community among the upcoming generation.
Their concept of their choices and even their capabilities can be restricted to the narrow frame of reference of what they’ve seen and been taught to accept as normal.
That first ‘normal’ when properly entrenched can be so firmly rooted that there is no room for anything else.
Your significant other, better half, other half or whatever other term you use to describe your boyfriend or girlfriend is your teammate and partner. They shouldn’t complete you, they should compliment you. While they play a major role in your life, you should be able to consider yourself a complete person with or without them.
My partner is my teammate. We aren’t the sort of couple that keeps score on who’s doing more or the most “things” in the relationship because we’re always doing things to help the other person out. And sometimes it’s the little things, but it’s always the littlest things that mean the most, isn’t it?
When couples have joint accounts for everything, this is where the partner/teammate thing really kicks in. One person isn’t out racking up bills, bills, bills, while the other person is eating ketchup sandwiches for dinner. You’re conscious of your spending and daily habits because it not only affects you, it affects the one you love too.
Now, when I say teammate, I’m not saying you’re competing with each other to see who can out do the other person. It’s more of each person has the things they’re good at, or better at, and you’ve got your things too. So if you’re not good at balancing the checkbook, and your partner is, the wheel keeps spinning.
A healthy competition is perfect and the daily dose of jerk sauce is rather refreshing because in the end your “Ride or Die” will always back you up.
Historically, innovators have come along and done something ‘new’ and have shocked the medium they’ve left their mark on, and while they have been immortalized and their work copied by people who want to replicate their success.
The occurrence of that replication has a half-life and tapers off over time.
Later on down the line, another innovator comes along creating some thing new and the cycle is renewed. The difference is that this second person has a wider body of work and precedents to draw from than the first.
You see, each innovator “unlocks” an unspoken bias and limitations held by people who work in that medium, and each person that comes along after benefits from this.
Many view the paths cleared by previous innovators as untouchable sacred ground, and are crippled by their mental burden of whatever they create not being able to measure up.
When I think about it, I’m sure if one had an opportunity to talk with innovators that have come and gone, that they would have nothing but encouraging words for the emerging creator.
That leaves me with the thought:
The Worst ‘No’ in life is the one you tell yourself.
Whenever I need to make an important decision, I’m either 100% sure, and nothing is going to change my mind, or I’m somewhere in the middle. For those times, I look to friends and family for advice. I get a chance to see things through their eyes, which helps me see the bigger picture, and make a more thoughtful decision.
You should only hear their advice and follow your own path; never do what someone else wants you to. You’re the one who has to live with yourself and your decisions, so it seems only fitting that you be your own person.
I have a hard time with people who want to emulate others, or who strive to be exactly like someone. It’s a good idea to have role models, and seek inspiration in people for qualities you strive to have, but molding your life to be like someone else’s is just stupid. We are all beautifully strange in our own ways, filled with flaws and quirks that make us unique. We should embrace the differences and celebrate that we are diverse, which makes us all as a whole so beautiful.
Use others to motivate or inspire you to become the best person you can be. Don’t let someone else change you.
Use others to help you see the positive aspects of who you are, if you’re feeling self conscious or embarrassed.
Be confident and positive and change for the best.
You may not know this, but we’ve been struggling to find a video topic to pivot around. It’s been hard to follow the mental bar set by our podcast, and it was holding us back from making things. (I feel like crap when I’m not creating.) At the beginning of the year 2016, we decided that the loss of valuable time that we won’t be able to get back during our period of indecision was too great, and started a vlog.
The idea was that we could iterate in public and keep our production skills sharp. Amidst some setbacks that we’d like to not have happen again, we’ve decided to record something everyday be it audio or video, and make the process a part of our daily lives. This would in theory leave us with more footage that we can then take into post-production and keep ahead of our release deadlines.
All in all, it’s been a learning process for us and we’re glad to have you.
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I’ve always been the type of person who needs to be busy doing something at all times. I can’t sit still and I hate silence. I’m productive on days off, even if that consists of sitting on the couch, watching hours of television, I still have a laptop or a tablet in my lap, working on something else. It wasn’t until I hit a drought of work at my job, that I realized just how much my body hates not doing anything.
It started to slow down just before the new year hit. This is when I started to offer to help others. I could fill up my time assisting with various tasks; but when it slowed down for everyone else, I stopped asking. I sort of retreated into my office to try to pass the time alone.
This is the point when I noticed I was anxious at random parts of the day. Usually anxious while in the bathroom, or on a crowded subway car, I started to think about what changed in my life, or if it were something in the future I was worried about, or if my occasional claustrophobia was somehow becoming more prominent.
I had a few panic attacks in the past, but nothing like this. This was different. This seemed to be happening in the same places for short periods of time, and then it was over. Little moments of panic.
Derealization or depersonalization occurs when you persistently or repeatedly have the feeling that you’re observing yourself from outside your body or you have a sense that things around you aren’t real.
I realized this is what it was. The lack of work and social interaction forced me to spend too much time in my own thoughts, which can definitely trigger something like this. The amount of time I was bored during the day, or trying to find ways to be productive was starting to get to me.
Knowing what it was helped get me back on track. I read what some other people did to counter this — shaking up your routine and changing your surroundings helps. Being more active, exercising more, and socializing more were also key into making things feel real again.
I’ve always seen myself as someone with a great sense for adventure and the unknown. When I was in my teens I’d be the first person in line for a roller coaster, with my arms wildly hanging outside the cart, or a superman attraction that would pull you up in the sky, then drop you unannounced, to soar through the air. I recall all of the dicey, risky situations I was in when I was in my teens, throwing caution to the wind, and wonder “why wasn’t I afraid?”
I definitely still have this thirst for adventure, but with age, comes a new perspective on what you’re willing or not willing to do for a thrill. I remember a few years back, going to some amusement park for a birthday. I hadn’t been to an amusement park in what felt like ages, so I was excited. I think over the course of 8 hours, I went on 4 rides. Waiting in line for two hours for a ride that would last less than two minutes was what the day consisted of; and it made me wonder if the lines were always this long, or if it was my patience that grew shorter? Couple that with whiny children and not being able to wear my glasses while I waited, I cast out amusement parks on the list of things I’d be willing to do for a thrill.
Now that I’m nearly pushing thirty, I take some greater factors into consideration before I say “yes” to a new situation:
Could I die?
How long do I have to wait?
Is this worth the wait?
Can I wear my glasses?
Will there be wine there?
If I say no, how loudly will I feel the sense of regret?
With age, my tastes have definitely changed. Still love watching a horror movie with all the lights off — (that will never change), but do I still check under beds and behind curtains before turning in for the night? Oh hell yes — because you never know!
I also love visiting new places — travelling really is the best education for someone with an adventure spirit. Flying and my level of anxiety have always been at odds with each other, and I imagine that will not change very much as I get older. Nevertheless, I’ll suck it up, and cling to my seat during takeoff, always keeping in mind, I’m heading for adventure.
Silence has never sat with me right. If horror movies have taught me anything, silence usually means there’s some ominous force looming around the corner. It keeps us on our toes and forces us to be prepared for the worst.
It’s also in the quiet moments where we rehearse fights we know will never take place, or create scenarios of what ifs. All the potentials exist in a blank sea of possibilities.
What is it about these voids that fill us with eerie suspense and make us contemplate life’s greatest mysteries?
Maybe it’s one of those existential things where your life could take you down different paths if you chose what’s behind door number one, or door number two.
What if you could see all the possible ways your life turned out? Like all of the things we imagine in the silence were actual flashes of paths we took in past lives, or somehow were parallel lives in parallel universes?
Just some food for thought for your next moment of silence.