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33-2 there is indeed enough time for just about everything. just get off your phone lol. i work 50+ hours a week between two jobs (no days off). train 5 of those days. eat 3 square meals, and two snacks. i get 7+ hours of sleep every night. have time for all my chores. i commit to learning 2 languages every morning. i read 10-15 mins a day. i take two to three daily walks. i meditate in the morning and watch at least one educational video every day. i haven't missed a supplement for four years now. i even have a fucking skincare routine which i have not missed. i keep in touch with all my friends regularly. and i still have time to enjoy binging shows and doing whatever the fuck i want. you'd be surprised at what you could accomplish in 24 hours with sharpened intentionality. life is a blessing. stop wasting time and live each breath as fully as you possibly can. amor fati. 2026_0528 9:08pm thu

33-1 life maxxing. 2026_0518 8:18pm mon

32-9 i might not be where i want to be. but i know i am where i need to be. and maybe that's the beauty of it. somehow, maybe we'll never get there. the place we'd manifested as our final destination. where someday, we'd finally be satisfied and everything we'd ever wanted is, at last, in the palm of our hands. no, that probably wouldn't be as fulfilling as it seems. every moment i'd ever been at my greatest heights, i'd been in the mere thick of it. the process. the journey. somewhere in the middle. never at the end. it is human nature to seek something novel after a milestone has been achieved (had it ever been). and so, here i am. a hundred feet before the horizon. and a thousand beyond the last. this is the pinnacle of existence. and my sole breath forthwith is my firm achievement. 2025_1218 6:52am thu

32-8 early mornings are truly one of my most treasured experiences right now. the peace and quiet. the serene and stillness of the world. after a good night's sleep, the clarity that abounds. the slow breathing during morning meditation. the warming sensation of the first cup of coffee. turning the pages of a thought-provoking book accompanied by binaural beats or lofi mixes. how have i lived this long while only knowing this adenosine-free state for only a year or so? how blessed could i be to discover such a nonmonetary wealth? & to truly understand from an autotelic perspective rather than as a societal recommendation. pure bliss. 2025_1107 6:49am fri

32-7 "why try so hard, why so extra?" what's the point of anything if you're not gonna give it your all? lol being perennially mediocre is distasteful. 2025_1031 5:45am fri

32-6 let's continue, shall we? a good place to begin this one is probably what was happening exactly one year ago. to be more exact, one year and one day ago. my brother got married and the date is cemented in my mind because he's my brother duh - jk it's because one year later (aka yesterday), i started a new job (one i'd been waiting for that would give me the breakthrough i needed for the rest of my career). but before i delve off topic to the current, i just want to say, omfg i wrote the shit out of that best man speech. & you know, i actually hate public speaking (though i've gotten way better at it over the past few years), i had many, many individuals in literal tears (myself, almost included lol). i think a lot about the significance of each passing year. 2022 - i started getting really good at calisthenics 2023 - i actually finished my degree ffs & worked an internship 2024 - i let go of more people than i can count on one hand 2025 - a lot of the vices that used to control me, no longer do & because of that - everything else in my life changed. there are more details amongst the chaos but like i said in a previous post, there's a mountain of shit lol (if we get into it, we'll get into it). i started a resolution last year in the beginning of November (cause why the fuck are you even waiting for January?). and i'll be damned because i still have not missed a single day since that point. you want proof? i have a fucking spreadsheet for every single day of the year. you can check my iPhone too cause i just about logged almost everything. i'll save the details for a later post, but the major milestones of this year aside from the daily habits that are manifesting my greatest self? i passed all my CPA exams first try. i got my Excel expert certification. i landed my career job. & most importantly, the entire-day routine i initially planned last year is now second nature. the amount of shit i get done in one day is not even fathomable to the average. and it's so evident to others despite my lack of volume about it irl. & people who actually get to know me ask, "how do you stay so disciplined?" time is truly the most valuable commodity in this thing we called life. once spent, you can never get it back ever. it's not about discipline. it's about perspective. if you can change the way you see things, the world is wholly fucking yours. 2025_1021 6:41am tue 2025_1023 6:49am thu (completed)

32-5 so where do i start? the best part of the day, of course. in my thirty-two years here on this earth, never have i ever thought i'd be a "morning person". but i guess i never really gave it a shot to find out. & really, how could i? spending the better portion of my days staying up late for whatever fucking reason (none actually ever so significant to sacrifice those sweet delta waves). i've always loved sleep, as most people do. but did i really? sure, once you get to bed and actually lose consciousness - well, you'd prefer to stay horizontal until you wake up feeling anew. but to sleep at a consistent time never seemed to happen until maybe two years ago. maybe i'm old as fuck now going to bed between the hours of nine and ten pm but it's all perspective really. simply put, i've chosen to trade those scientifically proven depression hours late in the night for the serenity of the morning before the world is awake. the idea of getting more shit done than most people do before they even open their eyes is just invigorating. nonetheless, i'm not perfect. there are times i still wake up later than usual (just a tad). i prefer to wake up at nearly five am but for the past 365 days and change, i've never gotten up past seven. even waking up at six feels late now. and before anyone asks, because it seems to be such a common follow-up question, 'what do i even do that early?' a better question is - what the fuck do you even do up so late lol. if i had to get into the nitty-gritty of my exemplar morning routine (which makes it so satisfyingly worth it), i would definitely be here writing for longer than i'd planned. but there was one quote i'd read in a book somewhere (i've read over ten books this year so forgive me if i fucking forgot) that i'd found so profound that changed the way i looked at sleep. it says, "Human beings are the only species that deliberately deprive themselves of sleep for no apparent reason." -Matt Walker honestly though. that shit is so real. 2025_1016 6:41am thu

32-4 there was never going to be a "perfect time" to start again. so here it goes. it's been a long while since i've posted here (with the intent of writing more than a few words). a lot has happened since then and i've been waiting for a moment to catch my breath amongst everything. a good chunk of time that would allow me to somehow abstract the mountain of events that has transpired since thirteen months ago or so. but the more i put it off, the more shit happens. then there's more shit to abstract, the mountain gets bigger & well...i guess i may have never come back. but here i am. what i'm thinking is, if i write a little bit at a time consistently (the way i've been living my life this past year), then maybe one day, i'll have caught up. sounds like a great fucking plan to me so we're going to do that. unfortunately, though, my time for writing this morning is at its end. but just starting here seems right. glad to be back, tumblr. 2025_1013 5:42am mon