I have so many things I need to do every day.
I have to go to work. I have to put in my 8+ hours, wrestle with recalcitrant coworkers, beat sense into spreadsheets, and creatively problem-solve until my eyes go red.
I have to do errands and chores. I have to cook, clean, shop for groceries, keep my car maintained, do laundry, do the dishes, and so much more. If I ignore them they just pile up, and I start to get hungry.
I have to sleep, though I never get enough. I need to work out, though I can’t find the time as frequently as I’d like.
I have friends, family, trips, dates, this site, RandomC, shows I want to watch, books I want to read, songs I want to listen to, conversations I want to have, beers I want to drink, games I want to play, and a thousand other things that have to (or can) be done each and every day.
And I have to write. I need to work on my book, I need to edit, rewrite, polish, and get it done, but after everything else I have to do, it’s the easiest one to skip. It’s the easiest one to look at and say “I need a break. I’ll do it tomorrow.”
It’s also the only one I can’t afford to put off.
Sometimes, the most important projects are the easiest ones to not do, because their benefits comes much later, and everything else is clamoring to be done now.
Don’t give in. Do the important work now, no matter how tired you are. The other stuff might need to get done, but don’t lose sight of what’s important, or else your whole life will pass you by without your dream ever coming true.