Liam Holyoak

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Sixty Posts!

Woah. I have posted something everyday for the last sixty days. That is pretty wild. Here is what I learned.

Writing everyday is hard. Somedays you don’t have it in you. But you have to keep writing.

Of the sixty posts I feel like I had one or two really great ones. It takes a lot of tries to get good stuff. You just have to keep going.

When you know you have to write something you see the world differently. You notice more. You pay attention to the people around you. You pay attention to the world around you.

As a final note I am going to keep posting. I’m not sure if it will be everyday. Or a few times a week. I haven’t quite figured that part out. But I will still be here.

Writing about the things I notice.

Post 59.

These are exactly the words I need today.

The ones I need the people I love to know.


There is a wall clock by my desk. It’s broken. The second hand stops for five seconds. Then it sprints forward five seconds. It does this all day.

That exactly how time feels. Some moments everything is stopped. The world isn’t moving. Other moments it’s sprinting at light speed. Before you know it half the year has passed. I wonder what happens when you are perfectly present. Perfectly unaware that anything is passing us by.

A Lion sleeps most of the day, and that’s all he is doing. He just sleeps. When he wakes up and starts running. That is all he is doing. He is running.

A guy named Boyd Varty said “The way life is right now is full of joy and everything you need.”

We should be a little more like Lions. Just be here. After all here has everything we need.


It seems like change happens in an instant. At least the catalyst for change. It happens in a moment. I can tell you the moments I have changed. The moments throughout my life that have had a major impact on the person I am today.

But does that change happen in an instant? Or is it simply a spark.

If you do something about the spark your life can change forever. Or you ignore the spark and you remain the same person day after day wondering why things aren’t getting better. So listen. Don’t wait for  a spark, take action. But pay attention. If you have spark, if that moment hits you. You have to go for it. Or always wonder…what if?

Think like a kid.

This TED talk perfectly sums up my feelings for today.

I believe in optimism, in innovation, and being wild enough to believe that we can change the world.

As we grow up we get hit with a lot of different things that aim to tear down these beliefs. Bills, jobs, the news. All these things pick at us. Turn us into pessimists, realists, cynics.

We don’t have to let them. We can choose to be optimistic. We can choose to be delusional about the positive impact we can have on the planet. Even if we keep getting beat down. Even if the world keeps telling us no. We can rise above that.

Eleanor Roosevelt said, “No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” This applies to everything. No one can make you a pessimist. No one can make you feel like dreaming is childish.

So don’t let them.  

Afternoon Tiredness

I’ve been thinking about ways to maximize my energy.


By the time 2:00 O’clock rolls around I am ready for a nap. I try to stop drinking caffeine before two, because if I drink it after I have trouble sleeping at night. I’ve been trying a few things. Playing with when and what I eat for lunch. Getting more sleep. It just seems that whatever I do when two rolls around I get smacked in the face with tiredness. ‘
What do you do to avoid afternoon tiredness? I’m trying to convince myself that I am the 1% of people who require ten hours of sleep to function normally throughout the day. But probably something else is going on and I need to get to the bottom of it.

Father’s Day

Dad’s don’t get as much credit as Mom’s.

My Dad has always been the quiet hero in my life. He’s a small town man and managed to get stuck with five kids who are far from “normal”. I’m sure his life is nothing that he imagined it being, but he loves every minute of it.

He has given me everything. Shown me that through love everything is possible.

I hope one day I can manage to be as incredible of a human being as he is.

I can’t seem to find the words to express how much he means to me and how grateful I am for him to be my dad. He definitely deserves a “World’s Greatest Dad” t-shirt.

Listen to some tunes.

I realized after I wrote my homage to the weekend, that I had to work today. I was really not looking forward to it. But it ended up being good. I listening to music for a straight six and a half hours. Which is uncommon for me. But it was incredible. I don’t have much to say as I’ve been trying to be in the moment today.

Just go and listen to some good tunes, and be with the people in your life today. It’ll be amazing.


Weekends feel like my saving grace. I know. If I live for the weekend I should be figuring out something else to do. I get it. And I’m working on it. But for now, they are my reprieve from the day to day that is a 9 to 5. Don’t get me wrong, I am incredibly grateful for the job I have. The life that it provides me. Since I started working in this world it feels like I have stepped into a time machine. Everyday flies by like lightning, doing the same thing. In the moment it is dull, but in the blink of an eye days and months have gone by.

That’s why I love weekends. Some weekends I try to do as little as possible just to savor the hours dragging by. I know it’s silly but it keeps me sane. On some level I feel like I can control time. If I read something dreadfully boring time slows to crawl, and I can savor every second of that weekend. Maybe it’s just my fear of time creeping in on me, or the constant feeling of being out of control. But even if just for two days, I am the one calling the shots.

That’s not to say I don’t call the shots all the other days of the week. Sometimes you have to do things you don’t want to do. You have to towards a time where you get to do whatever you decide to do all the time.

Going all in

I am the perfect example of jack of all trades, master of none. I have a thousand different skills and hobbies none of which I am really good at. I always get seriously obsessed with something. Do it for whatever span of time until I hit a roadblock. Then I move on to something else.

It’s come to a point where this way of being has bled into other parts of my life. It’s getting to be really frustrating. I heard someone say once. “Don’t be heroic, be consistent.” I don’t have to master guitar and web development in a month. I just have to have consistent practice on a single thing for a period of time. And as Devin put it the other day, “Either you do it until you master it, or until your fail miserably and move on to the next thing.”

So I’m young, I’ve got plenty of time to attempt to master a bunch of different things. For now I’ll just focus on one. And when it gets boring, or hard. I’ll have to remember all it takes is being consistent and deliberate practice.  

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