I keep finding that I’ve just gone through some decision that, a week ago, I’d have made badly, only now I’ve made it well. I’m asking for what I want, no difficulties, no will needed, no tooth gritting. I don’t even notice it until afterwards.
While I was nice enough to me today, and have had a nice day thereby, I still haven’t written. Dunno if that has anything to do with anything. Sat at the computer for a while, and just surfed until I got up and found food and a book instead. My current goal is to do the things I want to do, but not make them duties, nor flog myself until I do them.
Y’okay. Rome wasn’t burnt in a day. I’m pleased enough, and have another appointment on Wednesday. Meanwhile, I’ll just make certain that I spend a certain amount of time each day giving myself opportunity to procrastinate.
Crossposted from Epinephrine & Sophistry