As the crimson scales haunt a vacant wine glass after the opulent nectar has vanished into memory, so have my many excuses for failing to upkeep this posting source run dry.
Excuses are interesting little peaches.
Parasitic in their very nature, an excuse will cling onto the very heart of an idea and suck from it all life and potential in a very subtle and obvious manner.
Obvious, because we can rarely deceive ourselves with excuses... we know we are making them and allowing them to run our actions, albeit in small incremental portions.
Subtle, because they become the water in our fish bowl... our movement, or lack there of, is determined by all these little aquatic peaches being absorbed into our psyche.
let's taste the bittersweet familiarity of some of these peaches
"this is the last time"
"if only... then...."
"someday"
"I would... but..."
"Could've"
There are many other samples as well, but some of the culprits listed above are certainly a small portion of the dilemma.
The dilemma: Excuses curb creativity and movement. Progress loses to fear, the proverbial kitten of hope is drowned in the proverbial and peachy waters of complacency. You lose, I lose, we lose.
Solution: Stop drowning kittens in peach juice...
although, why not start tomorrow.. after all it's been a long day.
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