The Jot

I fear my future and what I am making of myself. I used to think this is what I want, but now I have my doubts. I always thought of the end product, never the process or the commitments and sacrifices I would have to make. It scares me more then I have ever been scared before, whether it be from fear of the future and the path I chose, or maybe I am just not used to walking on my own yet. Either way I find myself questioning my motives and reasoning. It leaves me indecisive and undetermined and I suffer from the delay. So much to do, so much to work on, and yet I can’t seem to get myself to do it. Am I suffering from a loss of motivation? Or perhaps I never had it. Maybe I am just lazy.