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| Tom stuck in a ditch, and I am just standing idly |
Why Do I Quit?
No one likes a quitter, and I have done it. My excuse use to be because it was was boring. Up until freshman year of college, I would fall asleep in class-- especially mosaics, any literature class (what's funny is ever since treatment started I find literature to be exciting). The activities done in my past were great, yet most of them I'm not doing nowadays. My appetite for quitting seems to be due in part to not seeing desired results quickly enough. Good things take time. No one becomes an expert overnight except I believe in my capability to the affirmative. Nowadays this ineluctable attitude has stopped. I am going to stick to a short list of goals and achieve them over the following five years. Every day I will remind myself of these goals, measure status through completing objectives and stop or prevent doing any activities that advert me from achieving my goals. If I am to quit now, then I will have nothing to live for, for progress will not be made, and all I want from life is to make progress, to become an expert, and be recognized for my efforts. Another reason for my past quitting is a lack of concentration. Developing the discipline and knowledge of myself necessary to overcoming a lack of concentration and developing has taken several years--which I am very close, but no were near, to achieving concentration required for tangible progress. Though I have quit before, and I suppose there was a good reason for it, you will not see it from me because I am going to just do it--like it or not.
-Tyler