Dragging the Words onto the Beach

The title of this post is not mine. In fact, I'm not really even positive if any of the ideas are either.

Lately, or really for what seems like my entire life, I've been out of breath and running to catch up to whatever's ahead of me.

I spend a lot of my time doing things only half way. I intend to do so much, but I rarely complete anything. I read parts of books and pieces of articles. I listen to podcasts for twenty out of the sixty minutes and then move on. I fill up my online-shopping-cart and never enter my debit card number (granted, that might be because of what exists in my bank account but I digress). I dog-ear recipes and never cook them and what I do cook usually is missing an ingredient or two.

These are all small examples, but this character flaw is one that I can't put a name to. Inconsistency? Impatience? ADD? I don't know. But what I do know is that my life oftentimes appears to be a series of half-assed unfinished ideas and projects.

I'm graduating from college in a little over two months. I spend a lot of time reflecting on the past three years and thinking about what's to come after. I spend little time thinking about right now.

I think these are all things that I need to change, but I'm not sure how.