I've been having a scuffle amongst myself. My mind has such great aspirations but my my body lacks the ambition. Without the get up and go, what good are my ideas? Even in my dreams I'm doing fantastic things and accomplishing all my undone tasks; so why can't I get that burning desire to actually get things done?
Today I'll blame the dreary weather. Tommorrow I'll blame something else.
Maybe if I keep journaling about it, I'll get tired of my own prattling and take action.
So it goes...