Sometimes…we just need to change the routine, do a different route to work, have a different tea in the morning, change the washing powder, not do our exercises, have a slice of cake instead of an apple…whatever it is, we need a break some days.
Habits and discipline are all well and good, but we can become stale and lacking in new things. It is often the small things that matter much more than the so-called ‘bigger’ things. That’s why a couple of small changes regularly here and there can help us to keep our momentum on life going without the need to come to a crashing halt because we have burnt out. Small steps taken often add up to the bigger thing, but not always on the same path and not without a break.
Some days it’s also good just to say ‘fuck it’ and get back in bed. The mind says ‘that’s terrible, you must get up, there are things to do’ and then we feel guilty about being in bed and don’t get the benefit of switching off. Don’t feel guilt, some days it’s good to do nothing and not even think about it.
OK, back to bed.
Staring at the blank screen used to make me anxious…that’s what I have been doing for the last 10 minutes, well I did it for a few minutes and then grabbed my crossword book and finished a crossword that had been there for a week incomplete.
However, after 1,910 continuous blogs, so 5 1/4 years of not missing a day, I no longer fear it. Of course, there is my ego…otherwise I wouldn’t have mentioned how many days I’ve written in a row!!! The ego says ‘have to keep going’. But I know that if I wait a while, then there is always something to say, even if it is just a few words or many. Often the fewer words say a great deal more. I no longer feel the pressure, and if I did miss a day, who cares. It really doesn’t matter.
I used to write a daily journal too on 750words.com but I stopped that daily ritual after 4+ year of continuous daily entries, because firstly I realised it was my ego that was keeping me going, so I could brag to others just how dedicated I was. Secondly, it became an extension of the turmoil of my mind, so actually, it was serving no purpose at all.
Now, I’m not staring at a blank screen because I’ve written this post.