Being "professional" is a sought-after label. It gives off the vibes of prestige and quality, no matter the reality. That label, can also give tools to opportunists and con-men to exploit their co-workers, underlings or people with less experience. It is a powerful tool as well, because in all honesty, being "professional" is meaningless. It can mean anything and everything, mostly to the detriment of those who try to be honest with themselves and those around them.

When one has felt an emotion towards an activity that one has neglected for so so long, it awakens certain thoughts and feelings in one's brain. When one looks at all that one wants to do, and realizes that there's more to see that can ever be seen, or more to do that can ever be done, those thoughts and emotions evolve into something a little more grotesque. They become fear, and fear is an unending chasm of thoughts.

Sometimes, during times of duress and stress, one has to wrestle with thoughts that would try their best to diminish one's agency. The belittling self-disappointment and the monstrous weight of self-deprecation. When one is faced with such uneasy feelings that keep nagging away at one's soul, it's hard to look around and see the true accomplishments; or worse, it's hard to look around and see the actual problems of one's surrounding.

When one peruses the seemingly infinite shows that appear on a weekly basis on an ever-growing list of different networks, sometimes there are shows that one finds in solitude that seems to speak with one. They're quirky, and cooky, and maybe a little spooky; but they are special to one. So, what happens when that show is deemed "not worthy" by its parent network? Well, that is the fate that befell Our Flag Means Death, a show of romance and comedy about pirates and piracy.

The Best Strategy Game You Never Played: Age of Mythology: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27-tJxIepmo

The human body can suffer physical ailment for extended periods of time, to the point of humorous absurdity. These ailments can bring about physical weakness, irritable behavior, mental anguish and above all else a lack of peace, both of mind and of soul. Sometimes one finds itself in the throats of sickness, that has been going on for an absurdly long time and has caused so, so, so, SO many damages to one's plans, life, and physical rest. Also, RIP Dariush Mehrjui.

When one has a deluge of ideas and unrealized projects, it can hurt one's mental state massively. It can make sure one has to think of the many failures that one has experienced on a daily, if not hourly, basis. But when one is involved in an idea, it can sometimes bring about a spark, even a little one, to the glowing embers of passion and desire for more projects to be involved in. It can even bring about Leo Bloom style musical interludes.

They Were Just in the Way | Indian Removal: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A5P6vJs1jmY

Sometimes one's life falls behind of a perceived track constructed days, weeks, months and even years in advance. Sometimes the journey of life seems to not match up with expectations that one has for oneself. When those times rear their heads, the balance of one's life can be thrown out. When one falls behind on one's plans, desires, goals, and highly regarded future, one can experience life as cruel and uncaring, even if all one needs, is some self-compassion.

When one starts their journey of creativity, oftentimes the joy of creation even without a tangible result can be rewarding in its own rights. Creation of minute details of little to no importance, or creation of the most elaborate systems to do the most mundane of things, is just part of the experience of making tiny worlds for imaginary people to inhabit, and is part of any artist's course. That part is more prominent when one is in its teen era, and it can prove fun to return to those tiny worlds and explore them after some years.

One is surrounded by boundaries; societal boundaries, geographical boundaries, physical boundaries, emotional boundaries and mental boundaries. What happens in those boundaries shape one's life and experiences as a human being, and there are times when one's life inside those boundaries will find trouble adjusting to itself. There are times when the mess inside those boundaries becomes impossible to manage.