Good (lazy) afternoon, internet strangers :)
So I have a story to share about a rare and incredible something that happened to me yesterday.
Last night, I sat down with my SAT biology textbook, and studied, UNINTERRUPTED, for a few hours.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now would be the time to puke a rainbow.
Impressive, huh? Nowadays even fifteen minutes of straight work without getting sidetracked into a vicious cycle of procrastination is somewhat of a rare occurence. Just know that if you spend much more time procrastinating than actually getting things done, you are by no stretch of the imagination alone.
Since such periods of true work are so rare, I actually was able to learn something odd from the experience. (It's funny how I view being productive as a freak event, isn't it? *wry smile*)
I learned that, if you bury yourself deep enough in the work that needs doing and struggle earnestly for some tangible goal, work can be, dare I say it, addicting.
Wait, wait, hear me out. I don't mean addicting as in, OMG I must work or else I'm going to die. It's more of an increase in the desire to do things, as well as an increase in the drive it takes to actually do the doing.
Do the doing. Ha.
But really, just getting things done for a relatively extended period of time can motivate you to do even more. Then you're out of the procrastination cycle, and the further you are from that downward-spiraling toilet of self-hate, the more productive you can be.
Basically, there's an upward-spiraling toilet too.
And if you can drag yourself far enough out of the down-toilet, for just a little determined bit, the up-toilet will pick you right up.
And that, folks,
is as close to true inspiration as you can get.
:)
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