It has been brought to my attention that I do not complete things I start.
I thought about it for a while.
I have so many dreams, so many aspirations, so many desires yet none brought to completion….ever
Why? I wondered…
Am I afraid to complete it or is it sheer laziness?
Looking back I have never completely read a book…cover to cover…never in my life. I normally skip pages…jumping straight to the end.
Maybe I lack patience.
I hate this about myself.
Luckily this is not a permanent fixture in my life.
It can change…evolve into something lovely.
I want that feeling of relief and pride when I finish a task…I’ve never had that before.