Let’s start with the fact that I didn’t even spell ‘inconsistency’ correctly the first time, shall we?
I am perhaps the least consistent person you’ll ever meet. I make a lot of plans but rarely follow through. It’s the word that should appear on my tombstone some day, except that I want to be cremated and have my ashes used in soil to plant a tree. Anyone who knows me can tell you that’s the dumbest idea ever, because I have a black thumb. I’ve never met a plant I couldn’t kill. One time, in college, I killed a plastic plant by dusting it. The poor thing just fell apart. It never had a chance.
Still, I’m going to try to post every day in November. Never, never, never give up, right? Or is it just one foot in front of the other? Repeating (some days faster than others). Just…keep…going.