He’s a real nowhere man
Sitting in his nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody…
– Lord Lennon & Dear Paul
Day 4: March 25, 2020
Today’s blog will be a short one. The stress of compulsively keeping to a routine has finally caught up to me. At a time when the whole world is unwinding, your nowhere man here is tying his guts in a bunch trying to take himself so seriously that you might wonder if he’s working on a cure for the virus on the side.
As my procrastination has grown day after day, so has my stress level gone up with it. Fortunately, this is not my first such experience, which is why I was able to catch it so soon. It is also why I won’t let up on blogging now, even if I don’t know what to say. Even if I’m going to unload a bunch of meaningless words on to a day’s blog and waste 10 minutes of your time (no apologies offered) I will do so because those meaningless words are precisely what define me that day.
This is a message to all those peeps out there like me, who gather steam with a new project, only to run out after the first hurdle. We overthink; we over-complicate; we unwittingly deny ourselves the opportunity to mess up. None of this is new information, not to me, nor to you. Yet it’s something that needs to serve as a constant reminder to us when the chips are down and we’re too burdened to pick them up. Today’s blog is nothing more than a reboot button I’m fixing for myself and for those of you out there who can relate to this and know you need to hear this from time to time.
Out there today, people are mindlessly (or so I like to think) putting up story and post challenges on Instagram; challenges that involve literally zero effort and add virtually nothing to their lives. The real reason is not beating boredom. It’s something far deeper which I’m sure the majority doesn’t consciously understand, but knows at some level. We have all gotten so caught up in our own lives that as we move forward, we get distanced from the people we once spent so much time with; the people who got us through a phase in our lives; the people, who, for whatever reason, grew apart from us as our lives each took a turn. As we take this collective breather, these mindless challenges are a social excuse to interact with our people again, because there is nothing left to take seriously anymore and the connections return in some way or the other. This is why, having not bothered with these challenges until yesterday, I finally gave in, stupid as it may look, and truly let go for a change.
Now in that same ‘mindless’ spirit, I tag the rest of the world and challenge you to let go.
Nowhere man don’t worry
Take your time, don’t hurry
Leave it all ’til somebody else
Lends you a hand…
– Lord Lennon & Dear Paul

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