Keeping my writing pace on Hive seems a bit difficult for me lately, as I am struggling to string two sentences together due to stress and fatigue. If you have ever struggled with being consistent with something you do, chances are that my present struggle will ring well with you.
It has been more than 2 days since I last posted an article, and as an exercise, my plan is to post an article daily consistently. That's my work schedule, to post daily, week by week, month by month until the year. But recently things are different, and the pressure of giving up has been on me, and I thought giving in would be just a nice thing to do. I do not have the urge to write, and there are no great ideas in my heart, and the time to think of any isn't just available.
I returned home a few hours ago from running north and south in order to keep my family together. I was tired, but the thought of not catching up with today's writing schedule kept bugging me. But what am I to write? There are no ideas in my head. The most reasonable thing that comes to mind is to give up writing tonight.
But I try to remind myself the mind is a suggestion box, and a suggestion is not a command. Currently, the suggestion that occurred was that I am tired and must quit. I must go to bed now and take a break. Halting at a place, I am able to hear some suggestions from my heart that sound extremely good regarding getting the job done for tonight well. It shows that I am able to do it and utilize it too even if the circumstances are not in my favor to do so. Apart from that, none of these suggestions are orders. They are merely options. I have the power to choose what I do.
The feeling of quitting Is temporary
According to my normal day or week, all writing assignments I undertake are accomplished in a flash. My work schedule to finish any writing assignment is two to three hours. This article will be done and published in no time.
Things are now simpler than ever. A year ago, at this time, if someone told me that I would be working at this level, I would not believe it. I will never succeed, I would say. Nowadays skills for writing have improved a lot. The mindset has to be maintained. Life is good and all the hassle is just temporary. The period of hassle can be utilized to strengthen the mind for positive thinking.
Good Work is never regretted after it is done.
Far too often it seems like we want our work to be easier. We want our work to be beneficial to other people and gain respect as well, but we don't want to struggle in the process of accomplishing our work. We want the end product to be shiny but forget the failed attempts that result in the victory. We want the gold, but not the grind.
Everyone wants a gold medal. But few are capable of training the mind like an athlete.
And yet, despite our opposition, I myself have never felt worse once the diligence was done. There are such days when it has been damn hard to start, but it has always been worth finishing. Sometimes, just bracing up and taking heart to work against all odds, even in a mediocre manner, is a victory to be proud of.
This Is Life
Life is an ongoing conflict between freely giving in to distractions or bearing the misery of discipline. It is hardly an exaggeration to say that our lives and our selves are defined in the fragile equilibrium of this conflict. What is life, if not a hundred thousand everyday battles and tiny decisions to eradicate it or to stop it?
When can you ever feel like working? This is not the time to get lost. This is not a rehearsal. This is your life just like any other time in your life. Use it in a way that will make you proud.
Let the audience decide
So how do I resist the urge to quit? I have just completed writing this article.
Am I doing the best that I can? I do not know. But it is not my duty to decide whether I have done good or bad, you are my judge when you read this.
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