Friday, January 26, 2018

New years resolutions(Am I late?)

It's late, and instead of getting my butt in bed, I choose to write. I have half the day to do this, and inspiration decides to hit now. C'est la vie. I actually have been recording while driving so I can remember what I want to write about and now I just need to start going through and writing that stuff.

That's not what this is about. This is about my New Years resolutions, and well, I want to share them with you. So, without further ado, here we go!

Read 42 books: I figure I can read at least one a week, so this should be an easy task. I used to love reading so much, that at times I preferred it to watching tv/gaming.

Learn a new language, or improve on one already started: I took some high school Spanish like many other folks have, and as an adult I want to broaden my horizons and open myself up to other cultures.

Here's the generic one that many people choose: Get healthy via working out and eating better. I don't want to remain an unhealthy, 565lb person.

Learn a new skill in tech: Technology has been a passion of mine, but not one that I've taken as seriously as I'd like. I want to improve my knowledge base, and if I can keep my nose to the grindstone, I think I could learn more than just one thing.

Seriously begin streaming/creating content on Twitch/YT: Now, I don't believe that being a professional streamer/entertainer on one of the various streaming platforms is easy, but it's something that I think would be fun, and potentially a good idea.

Learn video editing/audio for good vids/podcast content: obviously, this goes with the last one, but it's actually something I started to look in to, but completely fell off the learning tree.

Take a writing class: I want to improve my writing. I don't think it's fair for me to say I'm good, but I think I have potential.

Volunteer to help others: I don't feel like I'm living up to my own standards. I want to leave this world better than it was when I found it, and I know that I haven't been doing that. I can do better.

That's gonna wrap up my New Years resolutions, and it might change over the year(adding things, not subtracting) and I hope that by this time next year, I'm writing to tell you that I successfully completed my list. Thanks for reading, and enjoy the view.

Saturday, January 20, 2018

Weight just a minute

What do you do, when you've let yourself get out of control? You take stock of yourself, meditate on the problem and you get to work. So this is me, I'm getting back to work, so I can be happy, and live.

For the longest time, I've denied what I've known: I'm addicted to food. Sugar, and fat, and chocolate and all other sorts of confections are my weakness. It's difficult, because of two things, one, I need food to survive, and I know I need to make better choices, and two: I think, "hey, I can have just one or two small servings of this", and the next thing I know a big ol' pan of brownies or cookies are gone. And that's no one's fault but my own. It's as though my taste buds and brain just don't relay to my stomach that they don't need that much.

If you're reading this, odds are you saw my little breakdown on New Year's Eve, and obviously, I have some issues to work through regarding my self-esteem. Here's the thing, last time I was weighed, I weighed 565lbs. I don't reveal this number to garner sympathy, or to be ridiculed(although putting this on the internet is probably going to open me up to some). I share this because I want my peeps to know where exactly I need to start from. I don't know what lies within my sub-conscience that I need to reconcile, but this year, that's my mission: To learn new things and uncover my own issues.

I actually made a New Years Resolution list. Things I wanted to do in 2018, and I hope to accomplish at least half, but I do obviously want to complete the whole thing. I hope that you, the reader, will join me on my journey. I know I fell off the writing wagon, but I hope to get back on that as well.

You may have noticed that I used the word hope rather frequently, and that's because I believe that hope is what one needs to embark upon an endeavor such as this.

Thank you for reading, and I'll see you when the Sun comes up again.

Sunday, November 23, 2014


I wonder if you'd forget me when I'm gone. I don't mean dead, but just away from here. The urge to run and leave, and forge my own path is overwhelming. I feel stifled and trapped inside my head, only rarely letting myself out. It's strange the things you forget, and the things you don't. A scent that stimulates your mind, a place that awakens your soul after being at rest for so long. A touch reminiscent of a past lover, bringing to life feelings of nostalgia.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

I'm untitled

I don't know who I am, at times. I feel like a million things all at once, then I feel like nothing. Abandoned at times by those I normally feel closest to. Being there for them, offering support, and at times, advice. But when I'm feeling lost, confused, and pushed down by the world, I'm alone. Left to forge my path, find answers, alone.

I'm a novel barely begun, and yet at times, I feel as though I'm midway through completion, without substance. I'm a writer staring blankly at a sheet of paper, or a computer screen, unable to write a beginning, only knowing a true, definitive end.

I'm a hundred paragraphs, unconnected, yet must be connected somehow. The lines that connect them are invisibly drawn, having yet to appear and make themselves known, for I must draw them myself.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

My silly little world

     I live in a silly little world, dominated by characters and stories so rich that the real world couldn't possibly compare. My world is filled with monsters and heroes, people that care, loyalty, and brotherhood. The world I adore is more real than the one I live in. People act as they should, show love where they should, and yet still have faults. They overcome those faults.

     I'd press the button in an instant. This world seems wrong. Feels wrong. Smells and tastes, wrong. People think you're something you aren't. Accuse you of things you don't do, but know them to be guilty of. I'm not thick, I'm actually pretty clever, and the thing is, I know the truth. I've always known the truth.

     My silly little world is more comforting than the emptiness that I find in the real one. My silly little world isn't filled with people plaguing me with fake feelings, manipulation of my real feelings or manipulation of some misdeeds that were perpetrated many years ago. I'd choose my silly little world, always.

Friday, April 18, 2014

The Journey of a thousand miles

Laddies, and lassies, boys and girls, it's been a while, but here I am, it's time to get the ball rolling again. It's time to turn on the machine, and it's time to get back to the bright light of the sun. So, welcome everyone to the view from the sun. The view is bright, and the light is shining on us all. If you're reading this, thank you for taking the time out of your day to do so. Now, on to the show.

The journey of a thousand miles, they say, begins with a single step. It's a long way from here to there, and I'm ready to take all the steps necessary to get to my destination. I'm here, and so are you, let's walk together. I'm not perfect. Nobody is. I don't say this to be cliché, I say this because it's true. Everyone has faults, demons, vices, and keeping them in check is sometimes the most challenging. I fall off, just like anyone else trying to control the demons, my demon, is food and it's time to tame this beast.


Today's blog is probably going to be more scatterbrained, than anything else. I'm trying to find my passion. I just don't know what I'm truly, wholly passionate about. I have many micro passions, I guess, but none that have taken over my mind. There's a woman who I think about often, but I don't know if she even knows I exist. I love music, and writing, but I don't seem to do enough of either. I like reading, but I'm never focused enough to read. I'm not saying this to spark conversation of what I should be passionate about, this really is my journey, because as anyone knows, it's about the journey, not the destination. The reason, I think, is because we all know the real destination of life. I want my journey to mean something to someone. I want to share my journey with someone. I want to share my journey with my friends.


I'm tired of doing the same old thing, every single day. I love gaming, and I will probably love it forever, but I want to try new things. Not saying I'm going to stop gaming with my friends, but It's not the only thing my life can be comprised of. I think I'm going to also start another blog chronicling my diet/weight loss/exercise regimen. Maybe friends and even strangers can offer words of encouragement and assistance.

It's time for my nap… Okay, I'm going to bed, my sleep schedule is dumb, yes, it's 8:00 in the morning. I'm tired of talking about what I'm going to do, it's time to talk about what I am doing. With that, I'm signing off. Thanks for reading, and have a bright, sun shiny day.

Monday, December 23, 2013

Christmas (is the time)

Welcome everyone, to The View from the Sun, I am as always, your host, Erik Abbey. Today being December 23, I'd like to take a moment of your time to explain to you what Christmas means to me. First and foremost, yes, regardless of my personal beliefs and religion, it is, was and always will be, Christmas! No "happy holidays" for me, however if you are of a different religion, please, feel free to wish me a merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, merry Kwanzaa, whatever you might be celebrating, I promise to not get offended. That being said, it's time. Close your eyes, and dream of sugar plums dancing in your head. Wake up to the bright sun because this is The View from the Sun, and it's a Merry Christmas-y kind of day.

Christmas, to me, is one of the very few times throughout the year, where I believe that magic can exist. I love the wonderful music, (even if I have heard that particular version of "White Christmas" a hundred times today), I love the food, snacks and treats(a little more than I probably should), but the thing I love the most, is getting to spend time with my friends and family. Reminiscing about years past, and thinking of the future Christmas celebrations. Looking forward to the brand new year.

Some Christmas's seem more special than others. I don't know why, it just happens. I'll never forget the times when I was a youngster, and we'd spend Christmas eve at my grandmothers, celebrating the birth of Christ, and then we'd go over the next day, after going up to my Grandma and Grandpa's, and open gifts and have dinner. Spending time with my cousins, aunts and uncles, and my Grandmother especially, was fantastic. Looking back on those times, I feel like I took it all for granted. I thought that all the good times would last, that we'd all stay a tight knit family. Things and people change, but my memory stays the same.

To me, there is nothing more magical than a white Christmas. This year, we might have one, but it doesn't look like it's a definite. I'm hoping for it. I don't think a Christmas celebration can be considered complete without the Christmas classic clay-mation, stop-motion, corny ass specials. Rudolph, Frosty, Santa Claus is coming to town, and the newer, supposed classics, like Polar Express, and Elf. I love reliving the days of my youth. I remember setting up our family Christmas tree while watching Rudolph or Frosty. I hope that those shows never die, and are considered proper Christmas traditions for many, many years.

There is no doubt that, after my own birthday, Christmas is my favorite holiday, followed closely by Halloween (weird, right?). It's not a secret, I love the feeling of togetherness that most people get during Christmas, and I don't even love the presents like I once did. I can't say that I don't like them, but as a youth, they seem much more important than they do as an adult. I'm proud of that. I don't want to be a materialistic person.

I sincerely hope that all who read my blogs and even those who don't, have a Merry Christmas, and if that isn't your thing, a Happy Hanukkah, or a Merry Kwanzaa if that's what you celebrate, and of course a HAPPY NEW YEAR! It's that time again to sign off. Two blogs in less than a week? Is there something wrong with me? Nah, just trying to be productive and such with my writing. I hope that you enjoyed my take on Christmas, and I thank you for reading my little blog, here in my little corner of the internet. I hope you'll join me again in the very near future. Remember to stay sunny, my friends. The future is bright, if you make it so.