Breathe.
Breathe.
Breathe.

Slow it down!

Was going to write slow.

But sow showed up on the page.

Typo.

But….

Sow.

What an interesting word.

Sow.

 Definition says:
1 : to plant seed for growth especially by scattering
2 : to set something in motion : begin an enterprise

To set something in motion!

I like that!

What am I sowing?

Like obviously I am not a farmer.
But…
What I am putting to seed…
What am I planting for growth?

What am I setting in motion?

An analogy.
Obviously.
That requires thought.
Thought that I don’t want to deal with

So there it is ….
I am sowing nothing.
By unwilling to look at it, I am sowing nothing.

And by doing nothing, I get nothing.

Therefore, it is  time to Sow.

And get something in motion!

Let’s sow!

And GROW!

My tummy hurts.

Maybe I should not eat so many french fries and chocolate milkshakes?

Or spicy food?

No!

Don’t’ take away my milkshakes!
Or my Mexican food!

Time to take a Tums.

What does it matter?

Full of Self-Doubt.
And Fear.

So much self-doubt.
That it is paralyzing.

Fear.

Time to get out and do something!

Face the Fear.

And LIVE!

Distractions.
All distractions.
Too many distractions.

Hesitate.
Wait.
Delay.

Erghhhhh.
Shake it off!

Focus on you.
Get IT done.
Whatever IT is.
Just do IT.
Do IT.

Get IT done!

Staring at a blank page.

Time to fill it up with greatness!

Delusional, right?

More like mediocre effort.

Why try?
Why put in any effort?
What does it even matter?

I don’t know.

I just know I need to write.

Keep on Keeping On!

At the airport
Trip done.
Friends seen.
Now sad.
Geographicals.
My whole life has been geographicals.
But that’s a bit of a hyperbole.
I hope it is hyperbole.

Moving here.
Moving there.
Moving.
Always moving.

Always moving
Never still.
Never staying put.
Never staying.

Just Stay.
Just Stay.

Just Stay.
Just stay.

Click.
Click.
Click.

Pull.
Pull.
Pull.

Refresh!
Refresh!
Refresh!

Give me another hit!
I am drugged.
Dopamine Rush.

I need a detox.

From my Phone.

No writing.

Why?

Fear.

Always back to Fear.

Like a wave.
Or the tide.

 In.
Out.

In.
Out.

Haha.  I can’t write that without laughing.

There you go.

I needed a laugh.

In!
Out!

Keep it going!

In!
Out!

Done.
Don’t.

Two simple, short words.

Made a typo today.

Not too far away on the keyboard.  But two completely different words.

Done and Dont  (Don’t).

Typed don’t instead of done.  And autocorrect added the apostrophe.

But Done and Don’t are not that far away.  Easy mistake the ‘T’ is only separated from the ‘E’ on the keyboard by one letter.  The ‘R.’

All this doesn’t even matter.

Other than the response of “Done” to a question is different than “Don’t.”

And what does all this matter?

Nothing.
Nothing at all.

Other than a simple typo got me thinking about how two different words affect behaviors and actions.

But then again I don’t have the knowledge of all that.  It is something I don’t know, understand or even have the authority to comment on.

Done.

Depression.
Negativity.
Sadness.
Regret.

What have I even done?

Breathe.
Breathe.
Breathe.

Focus.

It is OK!

Stop comparing!

And Live!

I matter.

You Matter!