Yalei Wang

Keeping my promise by doing

I say to everyone that i blog everyday. It's something that i'm proud of. At the same time, i question how quality my entries are if they are so frequent. Perennial question : Does time really ferment quality?
Today, i wanna write about ' doing '. Being really sick at the moment has made me realise how amazing the act of well... acting and doing is. When we're sick, such mundane things such as brushing your teeth seems impossible. You know what? I actually miss the energy that i used to have a while back. I could get up, make breakfast and write for four hours straight.
Life doesn't stop, and i'm losing my ability to ' do '.
Doing, is an incredible thing. We take it for granted so much because we have to ' DO ' every bloody day. If we don't DO then we are nothing. But we shouldn't feel bad for taking ' doing ' for granted. It's so embedded in our lives and it's what humans basically are, so why should we make such a big deal out of something that is so well.... nothing? Doing has become hard for me because i'm one of those people whose minds have tidal wave powers over my body. I'm pretty interested in the dichotomy between the physical and the mental. People who are good at sports seem to be less acquainted with the  mental and vice versa ( Hey, that's a big generalisation but this is one of the trademark qualities of my writing, so deal ). I'm definitely one of the people who loves the mental, the psychological. But love? Love mightn't be the right word. The right word would probably be, more comfortable and naturally suited to the livelihood of what is in the mind. I'm back to being an emotional person, which i detest greatly. For about a year or so, i was a physical person. Getting up early, moving about, darting from A to B without bitching about it. And it felt great. I now look back at the laborious emotive self that i used to be, rhapsodizing about the ' struggling artist ' narrative that i am so ashamed of now. Romanticism, babe life. It's so beautiful because it's so unrealistic and utterly unattainable. A good day is simply one where we are productive. It's much better to be able to ' do ' something, than to think all day about what to ' do '. Something is always better than nothing.

In my recent short story that i entered into a competition, i made detailed verbal descriptions about the mundane routines of everyday. Getting up ( We think it's so simple, but waking up is a complex process ) and brushing ones teeth ( which is kind of un-natural if we think about it ). There's no such thing as a simple day. But the actions that we do without even thinking, are amazing and complex when we simply can't do them, elucidating the processes of what it takes to get from one place to another.

PS : To the latest anonymous commentor on the vlog entry to american readers, i agree with 100% everything you say. I SHOULD be in the U.S now and i know that i'd be thriving there. Call me stupid but it's just not the right time yet though but it's definitely in my career trajectory. I need to be published in all the main Australian journals first ( for personal fulfilment ) before i can look towards the U.S. But dude, thanks so much for how long that comment was. I hope you will win big over there, celebrating with $100 champagne and unbridled gusto at your success. Thanks so much for reading pal. xx