All of us conspire with the outside world to sabotage our own schedules. We have plenty of accomplices. The dog wants a walk. Family members demand time. Community affairs scratch at the door. Job projects pile up. One peek at the daily dismal accounts on television or the Internet can cause us to wander into the kitchen and eat a cookie.
And throughout all of this, the sand is falling in the hourglass.
Just remember; the above is on good days when we aren't staring at the ceiling of a hospital room or trying to ferret out justice like a pig after a truffle.
Our progress is fueled by a blend of dissatisfaction, achievement, and appreciation.
May we have a cup nearby every single day.