Do you ever feel like you’re falling behind?
After the required confinement as prescribed by my doctor, of which was utter torture, I am finally back. In being physically shut in the darkness of my four walls and restricted to a limited diet, it became much more difficult to reject delusional thoughts. If stress reduction was a skill, I would not possess it. A year from now, I hope to graduate. Despite my age and being supposedly well-equipped with one of the most expensive piece of document I’ll ever own, it is still daunting to face the reality of jobs and responsibilities. Stuck at the starting line, while my peers have long left it and are at of great pace with internships and professional
skills in the back of their hands, how can one catch up? Greater fear also lies ahead at the uncertainty of many more questions such as where, when and how? So as to distract myself with the overbearing stress of believing productivity is the answer, I play the card of irony instead to do the exact opposite and watch Netflix. Whether it would be grâce à mes courses de littératures or quite simply and coincidentally is a reoccurring theme in many movies, they all deliver the same message: to keep going no matter the pace. The obsession to “catch up” is a toxic mentality that should not even exist in the first place.
Outside the competitive context of sports and few others, the only race one should be running is against oneself. If comparing with other people would be of any help, it should only be to draw inspiration from them and utilize the learning to your advantage. Most pertinently so this week, I’ve scoured the internet for inspiration in improving my art and this particular blog post is evidence of my success. Notice the slight change in layout? Small changes make for big steps after all, so let’s just take it one step at a time.
Photography by Karen Vasquez