Here it is, the second week of January 2012 and I'm already feeling some goal burn out, dream burn out.
I've found myself feeling peevish like a spoiled teenager wanting to pout and tell everyone to get off my cloud, out of my space.
So what happened to my determination for achieving the best year of my life? Simple, I have asked too much of myself.
Or have I? Is is just my concept of what too much is?
"The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another, and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it." James M. Barrie
I humbly ask for you patience and forgiveness. I will now get out of my own way and back to creating the life I was meant to live.
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