SO it's been awhile. Seems I am good at losing steam. The dreams come in, and wash out again, never to be realized. Where is the kink in my makeup that leaves me so full of fear and so devoid of motivation, sticktoitiveness? And how do I unkink it? I'm not sure that it really is fear.
I have pushed myself into trying things, completed some, and yet I never fully commit. To ANYTHING!
I'm not throwing a pity party here, I am truly perplexed by what makes me so very lazy.
If I was giving advice to someone else, I would tell them to get it together and push through the sloth. Maybe not great advice.
I think maybe I never grew up, never stopped being a bratty little girl. I think I am actually brattier now than I was as a child!
