If you meet me some days while I’m dragging my feet, you’d wonder if this is Cabiojinia. You might even consider me lazy and a subacute procrastinator.
But on some other days, whether planned or not, when I’m focused, I can execute several projects with such speed and precision that I would be shocked at myself. I can bite so much, chew and swallow all of it. I would be drained, but I’ll stretch myself till those projects are accomplished within the deadline I randomly picked that day.
Sometimes, I wonder what my life would look like if I sustained the latter pattern for several months. Maybe I would break down at some point, but I’m sure I would greatly improve in almost all facets of my life and accomplish so much more.
Maybe what separates great men from average is the ability to sustain intensity over a long period until the shift occurs. Maybe that’s what accelerates the realisation of dreams.
Maybe my mind wants to be great, but my body wants to go at a slower pace.
Maybe I’m just overthinking the whole thing and wasting the time I should invest in these projects before me. Maybe I should just sleep and tomorrow hope that it’ll randomly be one of those super productive days. Maybe… maybe I’m just so drained that I’m writing out of how stressful but incredibly productive today has been. Yeah, my eyelids are shutting down. Come to think of it, this is actually the origin of this write-up – random thoughts of a stressed man. Writing truly helps with clarity.
Let me hit ‘publish’ and hope there are no typos. Maybe I should save this in my drafts and edit it better tomorrow. But no, it won’t be random if it’s well curated.
So, there you have it. Hit publish and go to the next project. We shall become great tonight… no bows.
