Commitment in a Can

Small acts performed as a matter of routine or religion define character, sooner or later. The world knows me by my acts.

I’m surprised when my conscience screams, “That’s not me.” I do it only because I’m compelled in some way. It’s entirely voluntary, but not self-driven.

Here comes the pertinent question, “Where does the locus of control lie?”

If I respond to a few writing challenges every day, it is my can of commitment. If I fail to publish a book, it is my fear of failure or ridicule.

The next can of commitment is to overcome fear.

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