THE LAZY DREAMERS' CATALYST.

Updated: Jul 19

My cursor blinked mockingly as another

password reset request crawled into my inbox.

I glanced down at the clock, praying it would

somehow be someone else's problem. 3:32pm.

Fuck.

My browser was cluttered with furniture-making

tutorials. Woodworking channels. Japanese joinery

techniques, each fuelling a dream I'd

reserved for "someday".

But right now, "I'm being responsible,

dreams won't pay the bills."

I was a dreamer, a what-ifer,

a professional procrastinator.

I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

I could even imagine the intoxicating

feeling of achieving it.

Yet I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Trapped by the comfort of stability.

So I was just, 'THE LAZY DREAMER'.

Then came change.

I didn't have a moment of motivation,

Nothing 'Just clicked' in my brain.

Instead,

I lost my job,

We sometimes need a catalyst, a turning point,

a 'rock bottom'.

I got lucky; the universe presented mine to me.

But it's never guaranteed.

You may have to seek it out.

START WITH CHANGE.

'A ship is safe in harbor, but

that's not what ships are built for.'

John A. Shedd

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