So lately I’ve been feeling pretty daring. I have no idea why, but it’s starting to affect my personal life directly. I mean, just this morning I unsafely ejected my USB drive from my laptop. *Crickets… *. And right now I’m writing this blog directly on the ‘add new post’ page. Something I never did before. Normally, when I feel like writing, I whip up my laptop and I’d type it up on a word document,
then after numerous proof reading sessions, then transfer it later to my blog. But not today. I’ve been experiencing a pretty serious ‘dry spell’ with my words, what others would otherwise refer to as a writers’ block, and it doesn’t seem to be in a hurry to leave.
I recently read somewhere that the quickest, most efficient way to get rid of procrastination, is to focus on actually beginning the task, rather than completing it. I must admit, this technique has worked pretty well on me except for the fact that now I think I have ADD(Attention Deficit Disorder). Proof of this? I now have a tendency to start a million tasks at a time, then end up with a million half done tasks. Thanks a lot Dr. Phil (As it turns out, the article I was reading was by Dr. Phil). I cant quite figure which is the lesser evil here.
This got me thinking though. Why do I spend so much time worrying about whether I’ll get something right the first time, rather than just doing it? Well, I know for a fact that first impressions count, but if you never leave your comfort zone, what are the odds of ever being successful in what you do? There’s a thrill that comes with taking chances, and throwing caution to the wind when a great (betterment) opportunity throws itself you way. And a significantly bigger feeling of accomplishment once everything has fallen into place. In the words of a fellow blogger (http://bikozulu.wordpress.com), ‘if you really want something, the universe will conspire to give it to you’. So instead of playing your cards close to your chest, take a chance; Leap and the net will appear. If it doesn’t, pick yourself up, dust your shoulders off, and find an even higher cliff to leap from. Beats living a life of doubt, wondering what could have been . .