Today is my six hundredth drip. Six hundredth step and I think its important to celebrate little victories, although not too loudly or for too long because there are still over a thousand more to go, and many thousand more after that.

I live for my dreams now. I’ve switched from doing things to being and it’s not just a linguistic thing. It’s not just a cute way of saying something nice, I really do mean it. I have managed to think in terms of long term over short term, of making my dreams a priority instead of just putting in time. After six hundred daily little drips of writing I am becoming more comfortable in saying that it really is the little things that matter.

There is nothing particularly special about wanting to be a writer or anything for that matter. Your dreams or not really that special either and I think the sooner you realize that the sooner you’ll start earning your own drips. I think the world special gives us permission to put things off, because as far we see it our dreams are an enormous undertaking, and everyone we know probably agrees with us.

You can’t think like that. You have to see where you are going, know where you’re going, and plan on winning.

Publishing a book has been a very frustrating process. I really thought that I would be done this summer, and could pump out volume after volume with ease. Things are a lot different in the mind than they are in reality. Real obstacles and problems don’t appear until we engage ourselves in something. Words seem to be a lot more frustrating when you get them down on paper and try to bend them to your will.

Regardless of the process though, or some disappointment, or even the slow frustrating pace at which everything seems to creep, drip by drip, here I am, and I can’t imagine being anywhere else.

And that’s it isn’t it. When we compare who we are against who we want to be we don’t feel so hot, but when we look back and see where we have been and where we are, we can have a little cause to celebrate.

I hope you tapped into your own drip. I hope you’re making the necessary steps to realize and become who you want to become. You’re going to get older anyway. You’re going to wake up tomorrow and still dream. It’s inevitable, so you might as well switch from doing to being like I did.

Go to work everyday and build your dream, whatever that may be. Make it tangible. Plan and execute real tasks, not just sit back and imagine the possibilities. The possibilities are vital, but each drip after drip is indispensable.

I’m going to take a breath and tomorrow write my six hundredth and one entry, I will reflect again after a hundred more, and one day, someday, in about one thousand, one hundred and ten day, it will all be complete. My writing project will be done, and it will be time to take a deep breath and start another project. It will be time to live a little more, dream a little more, and get back to the daily dripping of being.


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