Always Yeild to Aircraft

I have begun to doubt myself.

How silly is that?

I mean, I go about my life making decisions and feeling completely spectacular about them and then BAM it hits me.

I read in Creative Is A Verb today a little something about doubting...

"For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. but there was always some obstacle in the way. Something to be got through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life." - Alfred Souza

I read this and thought, HE'S RIGHT!

Holy moly!

Smack in the face!

WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!

I go from day to day wondering how things will effect me in the long run, trying to make the right choices so  nothing will get in my way eventually.

I didn't realize until today that focusing on the future and the effects of the long run all the time has been steering me away from the present.

I'm living farther than I can reach.

I think I think too much.

Sometimes I think I care too much.

I KNOW I trust too much.

And I really really eat WAY too much.

(In fact I just had french fries and ditched out on the gym...)

I've decided to live in the day.

The moment.

What's the point in living 30% in the past

60% in the future

and 10% in the past?

The only one that patters is the NOW.

I guess I just found my focus.

Now I just have to find my eyes.