So, this may seem weird, but here I am, squeezing in my pee as tight as I can, thinking of a million things to do before I relieve myself. Why, Teshelle? Why put it off?
I remember being a kid and not wanting to go to sleep or to leave the room because I knew, I just knew, that something awesome would happen the second I was gone. And I’d miss it.
Here’s the point, though. What if leaving the room creates a new opportunity? What if the trip to the bathroom is filled with new surprises (though it’s hard to think of what could possibly happen on the trip from my sofa to the toilet)? What if we made an effort to exist, wherever we were and whatever we’re doing? Maybe we would find awesomeness in the ordinary. Or maybe it wouldn’t be ordinary at all.
Perhaps for you it’s going to work, or doing an assignment, or stopping at the gym. What dreaded task, what fear do you have that could be turned into an opportunity for meaningful existence?