A few weeks ago, a year ended, and that was supposed to have been the most important part of the year
That end ushered in a new year, where we all looke forward to something new, at least a new idea
A knowing that the end of a matter is what matters is good
But not to write off the place of deliberately starting well is also great, it propels the perserverance mood
There is nothing like an expired vision, or an old goal
It is just that the goal-setter may have not been able to play his role
All unrealized goals from previous years are still genuine, perhaps you only left them in oblivescence
When you miss one step, accept you erred, so you can get back on track, and eschew any pretense
Many a people start up things in a year, only to end them up ass abandoned projects
It is a happy feeling seeing every plan unfold quickly, just as expected, but when the happening of events are not as you wish, it hurts
They may not materialize just over one dawn to the next dusk
It will take some time, but do not see them as a sisyphean task
2018 has been marked out as a race with 12 laps to complete
1 lap gone, January has already been wiped off from the sheet
I believe you have begun measuring measuring your impace, what did you score?
Trust me, great or not so good, you would need to push some more
Is the year still too young to bring the set goals under scrutiny?
Or it is being rolled out with such speed that we cannot even note just one testimony?
Goal-setting is not an end in itself, though it is cardinal at the incipient stage
Get the goals realized, take them gradually, page by page
A good course you started off but never finished is worth revisiting
It may appear byzantine, time-consuming, and yet not even interesting
But guess how many years we have left unfinished, the number of stones we eft unturned
Up up we go! On your fee, One and two! Shake up the dross and let’s journey on, my friend