The Good Patrons of 750 Words

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Today is technically my 200th day on 750words though tomorrow I will hit my 200 day streak. I was a little silly the first night and didn’t realize it would cut me off at midnight so I didn’t get all my words done before it flipped over to the new day.

However, in that time since late January (it was the night Daniel Radcliffe was hosting SNL, so hitting my 200th day on Harry Potter’s birthday seems somehow fitting), I have changed a few things and become far more solid in my resolution to make some things happen.

But I’ve been so regularly frustrated with my own limitations even as I somehow miss the fact that I’ve been writing a minimum of 750 words a day for the last 200 days and just on the site I’ve written 157,856 words.

That’s quite an accomplishment for just daily journaling, but it’s been so therapeutic and tonight, with the help of an iTunes playlist called Fly, I wrote this:

I’m tired of dreaming and I’m ready to make my dreams come true for myself.

I’m ready to tear down the walls that I think are keeping me from the person I want to be.

I am going to eat better and live better and pursue my dreams and go running and have lots of fun, but still save money. I won’t be fearless, I will be courageous. I will face my fears head on and keep going.

I think I should go bungee jumping or skydiving or something. Both are things I’m terrified of, but could be a completely freeing experience and would definitely test my limits and actually go way beyond what I’m really comfortable with.

I want to stare down my fears and just take them down.

I want to win, conquer, and rise above the things that hold me down. The things I let hold me down and hold me back.

No more.

I am fierce and triumphant. I can do so much more than I think or realize that I can and it’s time that I stop thinking in terms of limits and just think of myself as limitless that I can do anything I put my mind to. Literally anything. I mean, I may not be able to grow a penis, nor would I particularly want to, but I can be successful at what I want to do.

I can meet amazing people and travel all over the world. I can and will move to Chicago. I am making this work and will do everything I can to live life to its fullest.

No more living halfway. I don’t love things halfway, so why am I content to live life in a stupor? It’s time to wake up and face the world.

It better be ready for me.