Last week when I participated in a rally run with few office colleagues, and one of them was one of the youngest in the office. He said, he’s hoping he can be converted to a perm staff as he knows more people, he started to feel like home.
And I can feel his enthusiasm or spirit. (As if in Dragon Ball anime?)
It’s easy to start something, but to keep doing it consistently is hard.
That’s what I thought before, but recently I think it’s because I forgot the purpose of doing it what makes me stop doing something.
Or, it could be just self-imposed mini mission. When you completed it, I don’t find any additional mission or purpose to keep doing it.
For example, when I was learning guitar few years ago. I just want to learn something which I’ve been wanting to learn since I was kid. But I rarely practice or playing it these days.
I flipped my agenda the other day, I wrote “remember why you started” in May, during one of the big change in my life. It gave me some flash backs about the beginning of the journey.