Today felt like one of those days where you go to the gym and walk on the treadmill the whole time, while drinking giant smoothie, the kind with chocolate and banana and 3,000 calories. You don’t break a sweat, you don’t lift a weight, but you still dragged your butt to the gym.
Well, this is what I’d imagine if I went to a gym.
As per usual, first draft is on top, reflections on the bottom.
This is the kind of post that gets written while Mercury retrogrades.
— UNEDITED FIRST DRAFT —
I haven’t actively scheduled a time to do this challenge. Every morning I wake up knowing that at some point, I’m going to write and get it published. Amazingly, for eight days in a row, I haven’t skipped a beat.
My previous attempts at scheduling time never worked, and I’ve been questioning, “why?” for the past few days. “Why now? What’s different? How am I finding the time to complete this challenge”
On Day 1, I gave myself 18 minutes to get anything down. I wrote, published and I was done for the day. But today I’m really struggling to get words down. I roughly know where I’d like to go with this post, but I’m also conscious that my time is running out for the day.
I wonder if this is truly a question of time? I wonder if this is more a question of expectation?
In 18 minutes, I did what I needed. Today, I’ve given myself a whole hour to write today’s post. I’ve invested more time, so I’m expecting more words.
I wonder how this writing session would have gone if I’d expected less; meaning allowed imperfection? Like if I’d said, “Ok, first 18 minutes just write. Forget the time‘ing and time topic; let go of time and just write.”
Something tells me I would have done just fine because, in expecting less, I could have listened more. I could have tuned-in, let the words flow through me and let that 2nd chakra take the wheel.
— REFLECTION —
Yikes, tough post to write today. I knew I wanted to write about “time”, but the answers to my questions weren’t coming through. (Come on Mercury, please have mercy)
So I wonder if this isn’t the right “time” to tackle this topic?
I wonder if this post is fine the way it is, and I’m confusing the pressure felt by a time crunch with that of an exaggerated expectation?
All of this wondering is making my head hurt.
I’m so grateful to be done this post.
Do you ever write pieces you can’t wait to finish?
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