Word. To your mother. — Acceptance

I’ve got an issue with procrastination; literally. I procrastinate, forget what I’m doing, get distracted with new ideas, run after the red ball… But I realize lately that maybe I have been planting seeds - that maybe we are all planting seeds. Sometimes you plant a seed and it comes up; then there are those times you plant seeds that seem like duds - and then they choose to sprout the following spring of their own accord.  Ideas are like seeds. Sometimes following through on an idea comes quickly and easily, and other times - for me many, many times,...