
Recently there was a disruption in the service of the blog service where I write this blog. It was frustrating not to keep my commitment to myself to write my thoughts and musings five days a week. What saved me I suppose is that I didn't really tell anyone that was my plan. So the interruption in service caused no disruption in my commitment. Or so I deluded myself into thinking.
I was fooling myself all along. A promise to myself is just as important as a promise to anyone else. Really, truly, it is. Why, then, do I do this? Probably because there was no risk of being held accountable. Or what there?

Interruptions. Pledging to work on that book. Making plans to go out of town for a special birthday celebration. Committing to do perform a project and then procrastinating until it is too late to do your very best. Interruptions.
Sometimes we forget all we've learned and old habits come careening back onto your living. They interrupt all the progress you have made. But the good thing is that is all they are: interruptions. No dead ends unless you choose to call them that. Every problem a challenge. Every goal, attainable.

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