3am
3:00 AM2.34am. I'm lying on my bed. Roomie's sound asleep next to me. Jacket that I hung on the door slowly moving in the wind caused by the whirring of fan blades.
What else's moving? My mind.
Oh how it moves.
Quote of the day on my laptop was, "Nothing dimishes anxiety faster than action." That resonated in me quite a bit because it's true isn't it? You do something, you get it over and done with and whew all that panic that you had done and dusted. But actually doing it, that's the hardest.
Every Tuesday and Thursday nearing 5pm, you can always hear me complaining to my friends, "I don't want to go swimming." It's kind of like a ritual really, how I say that without fail. But I like trainings and I like how I feel after trainings so why am I always so unmotivated to go training?
Point is, swimming was just an example. If you relate it to the general picture, the start is always the hardest. To initiate something, to actually do something, damn, the mental strength it requires.
But at the end of the day, being passive leads you nowhere. And I'm guilty of being rather passive on the exterior. I can have so many wonderful thoughts of things I want to accomplish but they are as the name suggest-just thoughts. Incredibly infuriating at times.
As I type this, I feel a sudden urge of motivation to put my thoughts into action but judging from experience, this feeling will fade as time progresses. Recess week's coming up and there's so many things I want to do and I WILL try my best to do them.
Time to make a change.
As I type this, I feel a sudden urge of motivation to put my thoughts into action but judging from experience, this feeling will fade as time progresses. Recess week's coming up and there's so many things I want to do and I WILL try my best to do them.
Time to make a change.
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