I don’t like talking about future plans for two very distinct reasons. The first is the sense of accountability that brings. If I announce I’m going to save £10,000 by next September I know there will be someone on my neck on September 1st 2021 saying
I don’t want a public flogging if I don’t meet a goal so that inspires silence. The other reason is wildly different. When I talk about future plans, the mere act of airing my ideas can sometimes be enough. There have been countless friends that I have spoken to about my intentions about this and that and I can leave those conversations feeling like
I did it (what exactly I don’t know)!
Both of these reasons lead me to procrastinate and wait for the perfect time to write a blog, film a sketch or start a venture I have been yearning to do for over two years.
TWO years of procrastination
Recently, I was talking with a friend about an experience I took part in and once again mentioned how I would love to do one of my own when she said “why aren’t you”. I’m not normally at a loss for words but instead of making an excuse, I thought about why I was procrastinating. I realised it was because ultimately I was scared. Scared of success, scared of what it requires to sustain success and scared of failure. I didn’t want to be held accountable or move past the talking phase because that meant actually trying which could lead to the endeavour working or even worse falling flat and leaving me exposed and embarrassed.
Well fuck it. Here is the first episode of a podcast three of my good friends and I are hosting.
We keep being reminded that life can be too short, go do that thing you have been thinking about today. You don’t know how it will turn out until you try.
Peace and Love,
Aharoun the Author