I wanted to play bass.
I got a bass.
I don't play the bass.
I wanted to edit video.
I learned how to edit video.
I don't edit video.
I wanted to quit smoking.
I told myself it's my last cigarette.
I bought another pack.
I have a problem.
I can't follow through.
I think too much.
I don't do enough.
I come up with ideas. I talk about them. I plan them out. I make lists. I look up information. I take notes... and then,
crickets.
nothing.
I lack motivation. I lack discipline. Everything is better in my head.
I wonder where I got this curse.
I have huge IDEAS for my future... and at this rate, that is all they will ever be.
Ideas.
