I had resolved to fill my notebook by today. I maybe have an eighth of it left. I didn’t reach my goal. In the past, I would have counted this as a failure. Today, I felt some fleeting dissapointment when I realized I had reached the deadline, but that’s it. The goal was not the point this time around.
I wanted to be someone who lived their life with clarity and intention. So I decided I would try and fill the pages of my journal by journaling or drawing. The goal, was just a little boost to encourage me to write and draw more. Since I made the goal, I’ve only missed a handful of days and on some days wrote 10x what I have in the past.
It doesn’t matter if the goal doesn’t work out if the system stays.