It seemed like a good idea at the time. Go do the hiking trip in the book that had the prettiest picture and most scenic view. Made perfect sense to me. How hard could it possibly be??
“It will only take a moment!” The thoughts that trickle through my mind as procrastination quietly convinces me that everything in the moment is a priority. I check emails, de-clutter the office, or unload the dishwasher. I justify these actions by saying, “Tomorrow, I’ll start.” But it doesn’t happen. Procrastination steals our dreams.
Two decades ago, I was concerned about getting a vehicle. Not for the reasons you might think. I was afraid that if I got in the vehicle, I'd turn on the ignition and never look back, effectively giving in to the wanderlust that ensnares my soul at times.
It was one of those oddly surrealistic moments in time when you don't really know what possessed you to do that thing you just did. The fact is - no one gave me a permission slip to do it.
Visualize an entire plane filled with pregnant women. Now imagine that plane crashing and killing everyone on board on a weekly basis.
You would think this would make the news...
His personal style of anarchism infiltrates, wiggling its way into your brain, providing information that helps to support you in living a life filled with endless possibilities.
It's Festivus for the rest of us!! Welcome to the Taylor family christmas (dis)function. It is similar in design to Seinfeld's 'Festivus' celebration where feats of strength, the airing of grievances, and Festivus miracles take place! Add to this, good food, music, board games and 5 adults within a tightly confined space - and you've got yourself a very interesting time.
