I’ve had this personal site of mine for over a year now, and I have to say it has been one of the best investments of my college endeavor. I never really explained in detail why I chose this sort of outlet as the outlet of 2019… However, I’ll make a reasonable attempt in that fashion.
If I were in the presence of eighteen-year-old Josh, I would tell him that this level of content and reason would be an esteemed staple when he would be in his early twenties. That being in touch with his self-awareness, an untapped spirit that is hidden waiting on itself to emerge out of its shell. That the Love of Quality Time envelops the fear of loneliness and apparition-like feelings, moreover, this platform of vocality cannot fake itself in its existence. I never thought that writing itself would take me to a multitude of independent and indifferent avenues. I found the influence through the inspiration of blogging from my dear friend Jennifer, so here I am taking advantage of the site for the amount of money that I paid, which hurt like hell in the yearly subscription haha. However, with the money that I worked tirelessly through late nights, I had the upper hand in creating a bigger picture for myself. Here I was able to discover the innovation of creativity through honest interactions of individuals and the everyday occurrences of human activity where Coffee Shop Talks through sips of hot or iced drinks had me in complete awe of every outcome after the reciprocity of relevance and feelings. In this, this is where I read inspiration after inspiration of other people’s work to find new topics to flourish in a commodity, along with listening to YouTube subscriptions of Majestic Casual, Escape Tracks, and anything that gives the flow of artistry gave the chemicals in my brain to work diligently in an upbeat matter. Innovation with Photography, accrued traditional tattoos for over the past two years is one thing that all go in collectiveness, but the experimental craft of words of informing, telling a story, convince a whole lot.
However, what has been the takeaway from a year of lessons, heartbreak, reconnecting with life, the cosmic capability of Love, awareness, and many others that made me feel uncomfortable yet warm?
In all the given honesty, I’m not entirely sure. Sounds terrifying to say the very least.
This blog, myself importantly, will always be a work in progress, with beckoning questions and answers that will arise through said everyday experiences. In reality, no one has the answers to life’s purpose and reasoning. There is so much that I will never understand, and what I have been a witness to on the face of the world has led to inquire said life’s purpose. But there is indeed something sacred in the chaos: spiritual, and although it continually is unclear to me, I can’t help but be aware of its power. I firmly believe that certain changes in specific misconstrued ideas of uncertainty, unsightly fears sets a determination of civil unrest and inadvertent separation of mind, body, and soul. Not being able to address the obstacles of the unknown can accumulate stressors where we become so accustomed to the uncomfortable. The challenges that make us uncomfortable with ourselves should not cast astray when we are afraid. These challenges, healthy for what I consider, create something more for ourselves and can unlock a plethora of segments, and living in everyday fear and isolation from that only hinders growth for something more than subsistence. So, with all this announced, these instances of finding myself through writing, interactions with humans, the world itself, myself even, fabricate a pilgrimage for that small measure of peace.
I look forward to discoveries, driven revolutionary coffee shop work, strive for truthful exchanges of conversations, the impetus, and onus of continuing the journey within.