Stasis

Sometimes I forget that the plans I make will actually be fulfilled. The plans seem so far off that that they may never happen. Or they seem so far away that I imagine on that distant day the task will seem easier. Yet it never is. I do not change as drastically as I always expect that I will. I imagine myself becoming more outgoing, more productive, more capable. These ideas never come to fruition. These are the plans that I make that never happen. The ones that would make life easier. The ones that would make me a better person.