It was suggested I write something here daily, something I’ve suggested dozens of times to clients. Well, as the posting date shows, it has been a couple days. I’m waiting. Waiting for my mind to clear, as if it will on its own. The cobwebs will not simply disappear, they need to be swept away.
Waiting for what?
I’m waiting for my mind to be free from thinking about how to proceed. I have only speculation to rely on, in my data set. Ah, it just now came to me. It is the indecision that is causing my distress. I merely have to decide, even with only speculation, one way or the other. The incorrect decision is healthier than remaining on the fence. See, it really does work, journal.