Thursday, 27 February 2014

My habit, my home



I discovered that a habit is not really mine. It is a routine that i am emotionally attached to. A thing that i cling on to because it's a place I  know too well to be able to transform it. It's like my home but without the roof or a belief that is unlikely to be changed so much i think it's rooted in my system.

The day i have dared to turn the little angle that i looked my life with, I have altered this habit, and I have started to change myself.
It doesn't take only the few degrees of this angle to do this, but half of my awareness and discipline I believe.
The day i have discovered my habit, is the day I have discovered another alternative. Waiting to make this change will only turn into self-denial rather then fooling myself that i will actually do something about it.

So what to do?

The day I make the discovery of a habit that is no longer suiting me, is the day I will change it to it's fullest and subtract it of my daily life.





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