"a person's or product's ability to do more than one thing at a time"
The curious detail that stands out in such a simple description is the two subjects: Person and Product. A quick Wikipedia search supports said notion, as it splits the disambiguation term into both human nature or skill and engine or technologically driven points of view. 🙋🏻♂️📋🖥️
Wait, where am I going with this? 😶❓
Well, you may have noticed I have been quiet or AWOL for the past months. My last post was in late July (the 24th, to be precise). Meanwhile, when this post goes up, September will be less than 10 hours away from fading into the obscurity of history. What happened? 😨
If you piece together the 2-month absence, my bizarre "intro" about multitasking above, combined with the surprisingly specific title of the piece? I am sure you probably already know the answer. Yeah! I SUCK AT MULTITASKING! Hahahaha. 🤣😅🤦🏻♂️
Hold on, that's not what you were thinking? 😮
In that case, that is VERY KIND of you. I appreciate the gesture... 😌🙏🏻
But no doubt, as the title suggests, my recent months have been a rollercoaster of those three F-ing Feisty elements. There is undeniable "FUN" revisiting yet another old talent that I inevitably must push aside for quite a long time just because, you know, "life happens." Somehow, though, it brought along a "FRANTIC" atmosphere, as it adds yet another, different area of expertise that needs extra preparation. Furthermore, it comes with a new responsibility that warrants my "FOCUS." 🎨🕺👀
There you have it, folks. The riddle of the title is solved. Did you see that coming? 😏
Fun is one of the best feelings. It adds, at least, a hint of happiness to an otherwise grueling routine that, through repetition, can wear one down. Despite the exhaustive nature of a chore, a task, or even a job, a sprinkle of fun may lighten the load. It gives a spoonful of sugar to a supposedly bitter tea. 🧁☕
Frantic? Regardless of the seemingly less positive connotation of the word, it may infuse this high-octane boost to the mundane. Adrenaline rush can be a good thing after all. Assuming we apply the right response, it may energize our spirits and overall psyche. Consequently, it has the potential to push us forward to new levels of growth. There are benefits we can obtain from a frantic situation. 🏃♂️🕺
Focus equally fits in the realm of great virtues, too. This is especially true in a modern, fast-paced digital era where 0 and 1 interchange ever so rapidly around us, where the ability to stay focused has become a necessity, an integral gem. A hiring manager would have sung praises for that ability, considering "staying focused" is getting harder and harder to find amongst the younger, more tech-savvy generation. 🔭📑
That said, combining all three? If you ask me, it'll be a herculean hike to handle. Or, at the very least, an uphill climb on a rather steep hill. Okay, NO. Why on earth am I using Future Tense? It is not a supposition as it's already an enormous and exhaustive endeavor so far. 😵⛰️
Having the aptitude to multitask would have been super helpful in this case. Alas, it is annoyingly not, never, nada, nay, my strongest suit. And sad to admit, I'm not a robot equipped with a high-end computer processor that could have covered that "bug." The issue typically arises in the most ironic kind of twist. When I'm focused, my attention is going to be laser-pointed to that one target, the one task or goal that has the highest priority. In my current circumstance, I'm referring to my new gig that exemplifies the fun and frantic points mentioned above. I have allocated more hours, even a full day or two, for the sake of that gig. ⌛🌃
Where's the irony? In reality, though, that means I also UNCONSCIOUSLY shoved aside my other, less urgent focus, including writing on this blog and mixing music. I mean, the fact that it took me years until this year to start writing again likely has proven as much. Right? My focus in recent years was locked onto my previous work, after all. And it has started to feel that way again. The more I re-channel my artistic alignment, the more writer's block fogging my mind. With new waves of fun, the old fun seems to drift away. Again. 🌬🍃
Time is the one, nope, the ONLY element no human could ever govern. It keeps moving forward regardless of the pace we're rolling. I admit I often wish I could freeze or slow down time, just so every bit of fun doesn't need to come along with frantic. So that I can divide my focus calmly and carefully. To pause and take good breaths without jeopardizing the structure of everything around me. To ensure all the pieces of the puzzle are still glued on the board, not scattered away by the tremor of other tasks in the surrounding corner. ⏱🧩🖼
Or maybe that's a selfish form of greed? I mean, I enjoy doing the new gig. Even if it doesn't pay as much, the nostalgic, artistic, albeit pedantic factor to it does feel endearing. But on the other hand, I don't want to lose my grip on other things that matter and bring peace and calm into my soul. 🌞😥🌛
For example, interacting and corresponding with my good friends who, despite their always admirable understanding of my repeated delays, still deserve better attention. And yet, despite announcing a return to social media last month (I think, my memory is fuzzy 😟), I vanished again almost instantly. Or exploring the tricky, timely temptation of musical composition. Exercising to at least maintain my fitness level (and pants size, hahaha! 🏋️♀️) if not to avoid this cycle of getting sick (oh, hey, guess who will be finishing his second batch of doctor's prescription in three weeks today? 🩺💊). Add to that around fifteen minutes of language learning (the topic of a blog draft I've delayed repeatedly 🤦🏻♂️), several minutes of each game I'm still playing (ugh, Pokémon GO, UNITE, etc. 😵📴), bits and bops of TV shows during meal time (like the fittingly frantic Dandadan, which got me hooked with its frenzied force 😱), and a laid-back visit to the malls as a lighthearted cardio. 🙄
In short, if possible, I don't want to sacrifice anything good. Is that too much to ask? 😖😫
Believe it or not, I am finishing this post just after midnight. If I don't do that, I doubt I can schedule it to go up today. Once the sun rises, all my focus will be directed and diverted to work. That includes the hours spent on its long commute. 🚌👨🏫🚶♂️
I guess all I can do is try to keep trying my best to balance them all. Knowing me, I may never get it 100% right. But at the end of the day, nobody could ever be perfect. Am I right? And it's that imperfection that makes each of us unique. 🤷🏻♂️
What I'm trying to say with this (excessive rant disguised as a post) is:
If you haven't heard from me for a while, it's really not intentional. Echoing what my friend told me, "Life has been hectic on this side. But know you're always in my thoughts and prayers." I can honestly say the same. Another good friend, pinguino amigo, has also reminded me that this space is my catharsis. So, there's that, and here I am (Gracias, amigo mío... 🤭👍).
There's no deliberate neglect or avoidance at play here. And as I wrote way back when, I shall not blame "being busy" as my scapegoat. Guilty as charged, I plainly have a little too many things to do and pursue, while still struggling to devise the proper time management. It'll definitely take a while before I get the groove of everything around me. Or maybe I need to take a drastic measure and pipe down some petty projects (looking at you, GAMES! Hahaha. Ugh... 🤦🏻♂️) to speed things up. Until that happens (preferably sooner, not later), I offer my sincere apologies for my recurring absences–past, present, and future. 😔🙏🏻
With that, I bid you another Hasta Luego, et non pas adieu. Worry not, I’ll keep trying to juggle things in my own imperfect, human, and non-robotic way. Learning the art of multitasking one slippery step at a time. See you in the next post. Hopefully not several months later! 😅🙇🏻♂️
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