The days meander, some barrelling along the path of life, others at the pace of a senior high student on his way to the ACT. Breakfast, lunch, supper, breakfast, day trip, supper. Days not quite the same as the ones before, but similar. They're relatives, these days. Cousins maybe. Some could be twins. Occasionally we meet a great aunt twice removed.
But as the days keep moving it seems that I stay where I am. Others around me grow and change, improve, do while I stay the same. Habits persist, no matter how much I wish to relieve myself of them. I will myself to change what I know I should yet my resolve crumbles within a few of those meandering days.
Where is my push?
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I can relate to this post in many ways. I feel like I am stuck, feet cemented. It is time for a change.
You need a push? Let me know what you need.... maybe I can push you in the right direction.
hmm sounds like you need a goal or project. I so felt this way last year, so I started walking then running. Then I got pregnant ... maybe you need another baby?!?!
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i hear you. i seem to lack my push, too.
There's comfort in the familiar. But something new and different is exciting too. Just don't change you!
Hope you find some push soon. Ruts can be a bit tiring, but I'm with Holly on this one...don't change you! :)
It's got to be in there, somewhere. The more we look for it, the more difficult it is to find.
It'll come out, eventually. =)
let me know if and where you find it...maybe mine is there, too. ;)
You're not just sitting there. You are simply underestimating yourself.
Your reader numbers have jumped.
You're re-starting a group blog.
You keep posting even when days are tough.
That's more that most, friend. Raise a glass to yourself. I will!
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