Before next Memorial Day Friday...

May 23, 2025. I have to focus on this, so I keep my emotional state afloat throughout the dark time of year. 

This summer has been amazing. But I can make the next one even better by combining passion productivity with throwing myself headlong into summer activities. 

I do like the fall season a lot, but the transition from summer to fall is not so easy for me. 

So by the time summer 2025 arrives, I'll be at core competency and ready to move states whenever. 

Also:
  • My art will be at an advanced level and I’ll be producing work and projects regularly. My visualization skills will be powerful, especially of the human figure, and I'll have a good portfolio and reel. 
  • My writing will be at a point where I am ready to submit to publishers and I’ll rarely miss a weekly submission. Similarly, I'll restart reviewing, writing, and reading on serebii. I'll be up to date on my series thst I enjoy reading too. 
  • I’ll have a huge coding portfolio, a redesigned website, an upgraded PC and homelab, good interviewing and DSA skills, and some IT and security certs. 
  • My engineering studies will at least be at a sophomore in college level, including reviewing my whole math minor, and will include some small robotics and embedded projects. 
  • I'll have cleared out my games backlog through this year and will be well on my way to finishing my first game (I am intentionally leaving that benchmark nebulous). 
  • I'll have a good suite of songs that I can play on my instruments and I will have the benefits of consistent practice. 
  • My fitness will be improved even more — first lean bulk done with a short cutting period, 10% body fat, lots of running on top of the lifting. 
If I can do all that, I will feel way more accomplished come the end of spring. 

I'll try to keep a clean living space too.

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