Thursday, 27 March 2014

Inertia.

There is something that I need to do. I really, really need to do this. I have been putting it off for years. My life is effectively on hold until this event actually takes place. I have no enthusiasm, no get up and go, no joi de vivre.

At one time I was planning ahead for this event. I referred to it in my diary as P4; the 4 referring to the year 2004. That's how long I've been putting it off. That's how much of a wimp I am. That is how much time I have wasted.

I have created artificial future obstacles that would force me to act. But I'm so resourceful that I always managed to overcome them.

Well now the end is near. I have created a situation that will be unavoidable in thirteen days. There is no dodging it. Soon I must act.

I will in all likelihood regret taking this action. The only certain thing is that I will certainly regret not taking it.