Change of direction
There are very few things that stay the same in this life. As living beings we are in a constant state of motion and growth, whether we are active in this process or it is something that we have little to do with, ex. studying to gain a degree vs. aging.
So for those who have visited my blog before, you see the big change in looks. I feel the need to sort of give some insight to my old title, “Adrenal Conscience,” and also explain the more sober change to “dpeat’s repose.” I gave my blog the old title back in college when things in my life were considerably faster. There was less time to think independently and make the best decisions. Thus the term “adrenal” because I felt like I was always moving fast, which at some points, made me feel like I was running on adrenaline. Meanwhile, though, there was always an active attempt on my part to stay true to what I believed and stay conscience of my greater goals in life — those aspirations not so much attached to attaining a degree. Thus the previous title.
Recently, I felt like the title no longer captured who I was. I have now graduated college and my life is considerable different. I can’t say there is set theme to this period of my life, but the thing that has never changed with me is that I have always used my writing as a way of expressing myself, placating those inconsistent muses, and gaining a little relaxation and gratification from getting some my passing thoughts down into writing. So I title my blog my pen name (Derrick Peat: dpeat). That’s one the most firm things in my life, so why not use it as a peg right?
Another thing I plan to change about my blog is that I think it would be more beneficial to write more, shorter posts. There are small, seemingly insignificant things that happen in life, but you still want to remember them, you know? So I’ll put those down into words from now on. We only live once, and often a lot of benefit can be taken from knowing where you are coming from.
There is a quote from one of my favorite novels, “The Great Gatsby,” by F. Scott Fitzgerald: “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
