Yesterday, almost on cue, came the doubts. As regular as clockwork on any big project, there comes a day just before the end where I become convinced that I just cannot finish.
Forward momentum carries me only so far. After weeks of unsustainable rhythm, there comes a time when motivation fails and fear creeps in around my resolve. Paula knows the look; she's been there many times herself with her concerts. "Not enough time to finish?" she asked. "There's enough time," I replied, "just not enough . . . nerve."
Yesterday was tough. Struggling to do simple things. I went to sleep daunted, feeling that uncomfortable trapped feeling, uncertain of everything. "Know when to give up trying and go to sleep."
This morning I'm much better ... ready to tackle the rest of it. Ready to redouble my efforts. The trick is to simply give up and then do what you can. In the end, it's just a mind game. Dispel your expectations and finish.
Okay, here we go. FIVE DAYS.
