Throughout the different stages of my adolescent years I was always focused and a hard worker too; a clever little guy, determined and undaunted. But, I was a bit too focused on my present and past, more on the past than the present.
Whenever I look back to those days, I do have regrets, wishing for a second chance, so that this time I can play my cards right, but that would be a bit too perfect and unrealistic. I've already played my cards fairly well, getting another chance to start with a clean slate and with my current knowledge, it would all be a bit too dreamy and unfair.
Yet, a person can dream, right?
Over the past few years after working in different spaces with different types of people, I have now got a hang of things. I've somewhat figured out my "purpose", or maybe, I've just found something that is to me, somewhat tolerable compared to the other available options. That also works, I guess?
In life, whatever I've to worked on, it all started with passion, with love; yet, eventually, I fell out of love. I learned, that living in the moment and focusing on the things you love doing, it should be an occasional thing.
Meagerness of the good times, its constant absence, is what makes the good times, heartily cherishable...
Yes, it would be a source of immense joy, to have successfully turned our passion into our profession, but, from the many that choose to embark on that journey, only a handful end up succeeding in the end.
Thus, sometimes it's better to avoid doing what you love, at times, the sensible choice would be to not follow your passion, and rather focus on doing what's necessary. Sadly, if everyone was given the privilege to live the dream, to pursue their passion, then this "functioning" world and society we know, would crumble.
Yet, we can always dream, no one's holding you back from dreaming some more. It may not happen, you may not succeed now, today, or tomorrow, but there's always the day after.
Funny thing though, sometimes, it's possible to fall in love with the things that we thought we disliked, or weren't capable of executing properly.
Compared to my endless list of hobbies, what I'm doing right now, blogging/writing on Hive, I never really thought that I'd be so dedicated towards something like this.
Yes, I was always fairly good with English, I used to write articles for clients and companies back in 2017/18. Yet, I never thought that I'd do be writing 500 to a 1000 words almost daily, on a WEB3 platform. But, here I am.
Now, do I love writing? I don't think so, the word love would be an exaggeration here. Do I like to share my thoughts and talk about it with other community members who probably share the same views as me? I think so. It's not just writing and networking, but it's the whole experience that brings me back for more. Fortunately, on Hive and this WEB3 space, I've met some amazing people, and they make this whole "writing experience" worth it.
From my countless hobbies, this right here, it stands out.
To post late at night, then waking up not know what to expect; some thoughtful comments, maybe the numbers of 10+ or 20+ on the view counter, a few re-blogs, and of course, a few upvotes and downvotes even. It may sound odd, but the uncertainty is what I enjoy in this space. Also, the welcoming energy and attitude, the very helpful and positive manner from the veteran members is always a boost.
18 months on Hive, and so far the ride has been amazing.
I do have my moments of procrastination, average activity, it's not easy to dedicate 3 to 4 hours a day with my current routine. But, from my early days of the Hive experience to now, my goals on Hive have been crystal clear, and that is to solidify a spot among the bees, in this little beehive; whether it be as a content creator/writer or a stake holder.
"Don't follow your passion, but always bring it with you" - Mike Rowe
