Gathers much tools.
Yes, it is one of those blog posts where I take my own failures and shove it down your throat (ew gross!). But damn, aren’t we all guilty of hoarding things we don’t need? We think that the latest tool or the newest gadget will be our next big break. Although new items and trinkets have their use in getting the creative juices flowing, they fail to make a permanent impact on our habits. Sure, now and again you find that rare gem of a tool which makes everything fit together so well that we see a definite improvement in us. Maybe life is about finding those small things that make a big impact.
I too have been guilty of thinking along the same lines. My collection includes a yoyo, a drum kit, few cheap and a few not so cheap fountain pens, various colours of ink, some journal thingies, an evernote account, not many pieces of kitchen equipments, gardening equipment, a pair of dumb-bells, countable pieces of good earphones, way too many books that I can read in my digital library, at least four different sources of streaming music, four shirts & five pair of pants that I haven’t worn in more than four months, a once opened bottle of whiskey, a 50g tin of rolling tobacco, a graphic tablet that was used probably once along with the software which was used twice, a good collection of dip pens, one track pant, three unused cups, one extra charger and lord knows how many wasted hours on the internet. Now, I am not ashamed of my past hobbies or interests; but in hindsight, I can see that I have often wasted my time. I could have used them more and in a better way than I am doing right now.
I have seen and heard about some workmen and journeymen creating things out of raw materials using nothing but the basic tools (I think that real life has no place for single use/ ultra specialised human beings naturally). The plain, simple things are transformed into things of incredible purpose and beauty so seamlessly. You won’t know the moment when it was nothing but potential to be useful from the moment it became a thing of joy. Each object you hold has a story to tell, sometimes it’s just worth it to listen to it.
Sure, I could have used my tools frequently, in a better way or even taken care of them more. But I could also have used them in a worse way than I have. My point was not to feel sad about having so many things and not using them. Contrary to what I might have suggested, I don’t do impulse buys. If anything, I take way more time than I should while making a new purchase.
Sorry, I can not think clearly today. My thoughts are running all over the place and I am getting interrupted way too many times. I have noticed that my thinking has become a bit clogged, I used to think that I can never run out of things to write about. I had read books with so much energy and enthusiasm that I have forgotten to take my meals. But I am only a shell of the man I used to be. I can rarely read more than 5 pages without my mind doing somersaults. Life does that to you. Thor’s mom rightly said “everyone fails at who they’re supposed to be, Thor”. Now this line hits close too home, don’t it?
To conclude, I think that tools can only get you to a certain level, which is very low by any standard. I might think that getting a new writing instrument may solve all my blogging problems, but I’d be mistaken. Nevertheless, I went ahead and got myself a Lamy 2000 fountain pen. And truth be told, I think I found myself an affair of a lifetime. I think I’ll lay back on buying new things and focus on using the old tools with all the care and respect they deserve .