A problem with commitment

Haven't wrote anything in my blog for a long long time. And right now, I am suffering from a major writer's block as a result of not having wrote anything in complete sentences for a long, long time. I had grand plans for my blog - an easygoing, no-qualms-no-pressure-low-cost way of maintaining my writing skills so that it doesn't rot away. At the same time, it will be a repository for my thoughts, flashshots of snippets of my life that can be read and reread at a later stage in my life. And it will also be an avenue for my cathartic outbursts at life, as an alternative to taking it out on my friends.

BUT, as introductions like this usually go, my high expectations for my blogging experience is only matched by my equally insurmountable problem with commitment. Yes, there was once when writing a blog was a relaxing thing to do. I write whenever I feel like it, and it turns out that these "feel-like-it" moments come all the time! And so, I happily decided to do a rather logical thing. I made it a point to write at least twice a week. Smart me!

AhhA, the strange thing is that once I made my interest into a commitment, everything stopped. I ran out of time. I had no inspiration. I came up with a hundred excuses to not write today, my favorite lately being: I will do it tomorrow. (which is a really convenient excuse, since it reassures the listener that the person is still willing to do it)

So, today I decided to play a little psychological game with myself. I am going to make it a commitment to not write as much! A daring foray against commonsense. Life's little mysteries. I have used tactics like this against nobody but myself, and to great success too! I am starting to suspect that my rational mind is more underdeveloped than I think.

Ahh, whatever that works, works for me. Playing trickery with my mind is ok. Nothing like a little bluff here and there to put on a facade of flawless commitment.