You spend a year doing something every day. Building a habit. Building discipline. Doing the work.
And as soon as you stop holding yourself accountable, and make an excuse, the habit breaks. The momentum stops. You stop doing the work.
I think what I’ve learned so far is that if I want to post every day it can’t be an after thought. And also that I don’t have the discipline to post sporadically. I can’t wait for inspiration.
Inspiration is nothing more than taking action on a thought. Seeing it through. Doing something right now. Not later.
I have been writing. Just intermittently. And I’ve been afraid to see my thoughts through. To go deeper into how I really feel. To expose myself and my thoughts.
Enough. When I want water I go to the tap and turn the faucet on. The words are there waiting. I have to turn it on again.
Just like that I’ll start again. No time lost. Just a lesson learned. The only way is forward.
Here I come.
