It’s been a bit slumber on my part when it comes to blogging. Well, 7 days isn’t much of a break. It feels that I’ve already said everything I wanted here. Some days just are lazier than others. You can’t write a blog post properly if you slumber because then you get nothing done. Well, you can, but it won’t make any sense. I don’t slumber at the moment, but still, this post might look like it. You be the judge. This makes sense, or it doesn’t.
I can’t force inspiration to just pop up in my head. That goes with almost everything creative. I can slumber if I’m bored or when things don’t interest me. Or if I haven’t slept enough. Blogging is like driving a car. You shouldn’t do it if you’re tired or even slumber. You should have energy and have the feeling to do it. If you don’t, you should do something else instead. I have a few writing projects going on at the same time. It’s because I want a change from time to time.
When you see tips about writing a blog post, they say it shouldn’t be too short. It depends on what kind of blog you have. I don’t like reading long posts. They make me slumber. If the posts are interesting, then I might not. I don’t even like to read long articles. I just look through them. I might start to read them, but then I read something else if it’s not interesting enough. I especially dislike reading articles where you have to search for what is said in the title. Blog posts and articles of news are different things. I might read the whole blog post, but not when it comes to an article.
My blogging has been a little slumber this year. I have written 11 posts this year. A year before, I had written 18 posts. That’s how it goes. I hope no one of you feels slumber when you read this blog. I can understand if you do because that’s what I feel sometimes. A night of good night sleep is good medicine for that—so sweet dreams.
Sometimes I hate it when I’m too slow. Especially when it comes to making decisions. Even getting up early in the morning is slow. The bed feels so comfy, and of course, I go to bed so late. I don’t have any reason to get up early, so maybe that’s the reason why I sleep late too. I’m not a morning person anyway. The only fast movement I have is neither walking nor cycling. Other times it’s just slow.
Every day I think I’ll wake up early and do things. But when it comes to it, I don’t do any of it. I’ve thought about starting something on my own in my professional life, but I still haven’t done much. It’s been 4 years since my web design education. It’s been two years since the graphic design in Helsinki Design School, and about 3 years since the course about entrepreneurship. I bet all those former classmates had done something during these years. They have probably become even better at their job because they have had a chance to practice. Before I wake up, half the day has gone. I have no motivation to make up my own projects. I’m not even sure what kind of creative work I want to do. Every graphic designer does the same things. I mean, how many graphic designers do, e.g. branding and identity for small and big business? Looking at what graphic designer do, in the end, it’s all the same. They’re only much better than me. People probably would say this about my designs, “even I could do that” That’s what one said about my photography once. Why pay for the service when you can do it for free yourself. I don’t even know what my style is. Nothing special doesn’t sell. I feel like crap when I see people’s work on Instagram who studied or studying at Helsinki Design School. My ideas just aren’t good enough.
A slow movement is better than being rushed. If you’re doing things fast, the result might be bad. I don’t know why people must be in a hurry in the first place. You shouldn’t stress about things, because then no one enjoying themselves. I don’t like waiting, but you don’t need to be in a hurry either. If things happen or don’t happen, it shouldn’t be the end of the world. Maybe I’m just a laid-back person, and these things don’t stress me as much as it might be with someone else. It can worry me for a while, but I get over it after a moment. See, what I wrote earlier in this post, I’m already over it 😉
You read it right. I am now going to driving school. I didn’t need to start all over, though. I only need to go to the risk recognition training program. It’s online. Then I need to take the theory test. When I pass that, it’s driving in a simulator and then with a real car. Then it’s only the driving test left. Soon I can drive your car. Sounds easy but it’s not really. I have to pass the tests too and I don’t know if I do them on the first try. 26 years ago I had to take the theory test at least 10 times, and the driver’s test 3 times. It was different then. It was all done on paper and the driving lessons were only with a real car. We also had a book to read. The driving school was also in two parts. Now it’s only one. You had to sit on a bench (a chair more like it) in a class and listen to the teacher. Now you can study in your own time. There are 4 hours of theory, 2 hours of driving in a simulator and 2 hours with a real car. I’ve now done 3 theory lessons. Before driving, I need to pass the theory test. Fortunately, you can test your knowledge online before going to the real test. I’ve tested it once and I got 66% right. That’s far from passing a test. In multiple-choice questions, you need 11/15, the picture questions 43/50 and risk recognition 4/5. The driving test is not as nerve-wracking as the theory test, because I’ve done it before so I know what to expect.
There is a lot of driver’s who thinks they own every road. They break rules and they think they’re racing drivers. Being someone who has seen the other side of the road, so to speak. The one’s who use public transport, cyclists and pedestrians. I know what kind of driver I don’t want to be. I can see things from their perspective. I’m an ideal driver. I don’t drink, do drugs, I’m not a risk-taker and selfless. I also don’t use my mobile while driving either.
When I get my license, I don’t need to buy a car. I can use my dad’s. He’s not allowed to drive anymore. He’s given me lifts all my life, so now it’s my turn to return the favour.