Life has a way of teaching you the same lessons over and over again. Each time, a little more in-depth.
This blog has been a constant lesson in how to make progress. And the latest obstacle was energy.
The past few weeks I have felt like I was being put into a blender. Things had gotten so crazy that I found myself once again feeling underwater. I had to catch my breath. Luckily, Memorial Day weekend came around and I was able to escape into my room to hibernate. I emerged from my bedroom today a new man.
After that experience, I realized (once again) that I have to pace myself. Set a pace that I can maintain for decades. That means I need to stop with something left in the tank every day. Progress comes from consistency, not impatient sprinting.
When I was stretching myself to the brink, I found myself unable to feel curious about what I was exploring here. There was no fire in my belly. There was no hope for what I will uncover next. It was just another checkbox to tick before I went to sleep.
This is my hobby. I refuse to treat it like a chore. I choose to ration out the energy I spend here to keep it fun. Otherwise, what is the point? So in that spirit, I will make sure I am not killing myself pushing for higher times. Twenty minutes is plenty. One day at a time.
Explored color schemes and etching details into those pipes on the background. It is truly amazing what a line of pixels can do to an image.