Focus
I should know better.
As I read or write my mind often wonders. Sometimes I keep going. Sometimes I quit in exasperation.
After quitting I find plenty of time to blame myself for not focusing.
Honestly I should know better.
I am making progress, though. I am sticking to tasks even if it is struggle. Funny thing is, I find my groove during some pockets of time. I guess focus is something that can ensue.
I don’t mind that. Nor do I mind the euphoric moments after I finish my reading or writing.
Imperfect efforts trump not doing anything at all.
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