I have the journals out, so it must be a get my butt into action type day. I have a lot of those days. The days when I really should be getting on with things. Far too often I let them slip. I’ll get distracted or, more likely, simply drift and meander my way through the hours the universe has given me.
Not today, today I do. To make sure I know what I do, I have my journals and notebooks. All my actions are listed. Notes have been taken, expanded and drafted. Calendars have been checked and reviewed, and deadlines set.
I wonder why there are so many days when I drift? There is probably some deep, dark procrastination issue that I need therapy to overcome. Because when I do plan and list and prepare, I end up finishing things. I finish things on time, I achieve my goals, I get ahead of the curve.
The simple act of journaling, in whatever form I am currently exploring, helps me. It clears my head and enables me to see where I need to go and how I can get there. Journaling is a map in words, or lists, or bullets.
I journal, therefore I do.