Senior year is almost over. I finally sit in a school where its students are no longer required to wear masks, and life is a lot closer to normal than it has been for a long time.
Two things that have been constant through all this: the sun still rises, and my book is still unwritten.
Every other morning in school, I went out to the hallway, took out my laptop, and hoped to chisel away at the task. Some days were more successful than others. Today, however, all I have is a loose assortment of paragraphs barely covering the premise of my first chapter.
After setting myself to this for so long, and still refusing to quit, I don’t know how to feel about my experience so far. The logical mantra that I have to employ is to keep moving forward. Looking back, however, I can’t help but feel a little discouraged that I have yet to make meaningful progress.
As I’ve heard said a lot recently, “if you’re not winning, you’re learning.” I’ll keep evaluating my shortcomings and move forward.
Right now, my capacity for writing much of anything is pretty low. Call it senioritis, adjustment, laziness, procrastination. At this juncture, then, I’d like to try to get some type of podcast going. Maybe talking about what I’ve learned will be a lot smoother than writing about it. Maybe.
Very soon, though, I will come back and write more blog posts that are hopefully worth a read. There are a lot of new things I’ve learned that can be formatted into a “Cherrypicking” post, and the research I’ve done over the year might be best given in a more lengthy, in-depth article.
In the meantime, I will record my thoughts and ramp up efforts to best remember Zachary Taylor’s legacy.
Hope you all are doing well.