January 4th, no 5th ok 6th maybe, yes, definitely the 7th…
It is amazing how I can procrastinate for four days when writing an blog entry on procrastination. Since my last post on December 8th I have been diligently avoiding writing my next post, not consciously necessarily but not sub consciously either. Simply stated, I have been at battle with the part of myself that wants to destroy all my dreams and keep me isolated by the silent complaining from inside my head. A chorus of what I should be doing, what I think about doing and what would be great about life if I would only do X.
How do we go from being super excited about doing something new, different, better or that we dream of, to not starting it at all. Or worse yet only getting about 3 days to three weeks down the road with our new great thing before we let our lives take over, crushing all that forward momentum. Possibly you may resemble that remark? I believe you may have an inkling of what I am talking about?