Motiva... ah the heck with it....
Why is it I can get motivated for the most mundane and non-essential things? Alphabetize my CDs again? Sure! Run through a couple of dozen songs on Guitar Hero? Yep, ready to go! And yet things that might actually lead somewhere, that's like pulling teeth. Look, it's pages of notes for that story I've been planning since, oh, COLLEGE. Well, they'll wait a little longer.
Maybe it's that the little things don't carry any risk, while the big things do. And with risk comes the chance of failure, and then knowing for sure that certain things aren't going to happen.
Plus, the things I want to be motivated about -- writing, drawing, any creative endeavor -- aren't these huge life-threatening issues. There's no consequences if I don't do them. But that shouldn't be an excuse, should it?
It would help if I didn't distract so easily. Anything remotely interesting on the TV and I zone out. But I have to have it on or it's too quiet and THAT distracts me.
Again, excuses....
Maybe it's that the little things don't carry any risk, while the big things do. And with risk comes the chance of failure, and then knowing for sure that certain things aren't going to happen.
Plus, the things I want to be motivated about -- writing, drawing, any creative endeavor -- aren't these huge life-threatening issues. There's no consequences if I don't do them. But that shouldn't be an excuse, should it?
It would help if I didn't distract so easily. Anything remotely interesting on the TV and I zone out. But I have to have it on or it's too quiet and THAT distracts me.
Again, excuses....