Yes, the title itself is self-explanatory. I actually had this very thought when I was in the bathroom to wash my face.
I was lucky enough to be presented with two sets of sink in my bathroom's counter. The one that I usually used, one day, was stricken by the incidence of the stopper being stucked and I have tried the method of letting hot water through it in hope that some physics will do some elevation and to my persistent attempt: I have failed unsuprisingly.
I have proceeded to ignore the sink's sad existence for.... how many weeks so I could not put my fingers on it since I have another sink that is available for me, well, that is until last night. I know I had to do something rather than just ignoring a problem that was existing right before of my eyes hence I repeated what I actually attempted before:
1. Let the hot water fill in the space
2. Use your hand to push down the stopper
3. Repeat until expected result is achieved.
In the midst of doing that, a thought occurred to me: What if all of this time, I had been using the wrong method?
My brain was kind enough to relate it with life situations ( Brain is such a quirky being, don't you think? ). What if all these times, the decision that I have made are persistently wrong just when I thought I am doing the right?
Repeated actions yield a better result.
They say that but what if the action itself from the very beginning have proven to be wrong? What will that make me of?
What was the reason that I gave up on even trying to fix the issue when I have plenty of time to do so? Just because I have another option, another substitute that I have forsaken the one that I always used?
That makes me someone who refused to go through trouble just when I have the equal subsitution. Abandon the problem at hand.
Well, actually, as I am typing this out, the sink stopper has yet to be pulled out and I am googling the ways to actually get it out from being stuck.
Why do I relate minute event to a mindset of mine? Procrastination, I supposed.
