Fantasy Versus Reality: The Lies I Tell Myself

Though my intentions are always good, there exists a chasm between fantasy and reality that I can’t quite bridge when it comes to my typical day.  Perhaps I should blame my unbridled optimism, but great expectations often wither against time constraints and the fact that I’m not actually super-human. Unfortunately there aren’t twenty-eight hours in a day, and I need at least two out of twenty-four hours to devote to coffee.

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In Defense of Procrastination

If there were twenty-eight hours in the day, what would you do with the extra four?  Would you spend it on work, family, or yourself?  Would you get more done, or maybe just—sleep?  I think most of us imagine we’d devote it to that project we want to take on but never seem to have time for—the one we’ve been procrastinating.

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About a Loser

Growth requires a process of change.  A seed is nothing but stored potential until the forces of water, earth and heat conspire to penetrate its hard shell and force a germination.  Through these external forces the germ has no choice but to swell, slowly devouring its kernel until it breaks through the tough exterior of its skin and pushes up through the soil toward the sun.  It grows—cells multiplying and roots expanding—until the seed itself is nothing but a distant memory and a glorious flower resides in its place.  Its the best kind of story—one of potential realized.

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