Procrastination: A sense of rising urgency. Knowing that there is something needing to be done and not having the motivation to rise to the task. A sense of anxiety fills my soul. Knowing that I have the abilities, but not trusting myself to be. Stricken potential is halted before it begins. A stream of consciousness fills my mind in a torrent faster than I am able to type. I wonder about my motivations. Practice makes perfect. With this sentence, I vow to write freely each day until year's end at least for a moment to free my mind of the entanglements, the thoughts that have no where else to go. Pens, typing, keyboards, what difference does it make as long as the thoughts flow. This has been one of my failings. Feeling that my words have nowhere to go, even as I sit in front of a keyboard for more than 8 hours a day.
Hai can do it
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