Yesterday was the first day that the excuses started.
“It’s the night of the election. No-one would begrudge you taking the night off from writing to watch the election!”
“You’re a day ahead, you don’t need to write today. You can just start writing again tomorrow. It’ll be fine!”
“What’s just one day?”
The excuses trickle in and they’re insidious. They work their wiles and they chatter incessantly and brow beat you and use honeyed words. They do everything they can to just get you to back down from whatever it is you’re trying to do.
And you have to, have to, ignore them. There’s no compromising. There’s no saying, “Well, maybe just this one night won’t hurt.”
You back down once and the excuses will be that much stronger the next night. They take any approach. You’re too tired. You got so many other things done today. It was just such a bad day, you just need to treat yourself to some down time.
We cannot be consumed by our petty excuses anymore. Today is the day that we stand up and say, we will not go quietly into the night. We will not finish without a fight. We’re going to write on. Today, we celebrate our Independence Day!
From excuses. Our independence from excuses.