Date: April 29, 2025

Author: Jamie Carter

I’m not proud of it, but it’s a moment that sums up everything I’ve been feeling lately. A while ago, I hit a point where I was so disgusted with my lack of motivation that I decided to take action. I thought, “Enough is enough. I need to do something about this.” So, I opened up Google, typed in “how to be motivated,” and hit search.

There were articles everywhere, offering all kinds of advice. The first tip that popped up was something like, “Get up and move your body immediately.”

I read it, nodded to myself like I had just discovered the secret to life, and thought, Yeah, that’s smart. I should get up and do something. I’ll feel so much better after moving around.

Then I closed my laptop, rolled over, and took a two-hour nap.

It’s like I wanted to solve the problem, but I couldn’t even bring myself to follow the simplest advice. How did I go from seeking motivation to choosing the comfort of sleep over actually doing something? It’s like I was allergic to action.

I couldn’t help but laugh at myself a little. I had just looked up the very thing that I thought would help me get my life together, only to immediately ignore it. It felt like the ultimate contradiction—like my own personal paradox. I was so frustrated with myself for being lazy, yet I was choosing the easiest, most comfortable option every time. And in that moment, it hit me how often I’ve been doing this: searching for solutions, finding them, but never actually following through.

I don’t know if I’ll ever fully shake off this cycle of procrastination, but I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it. At least I’m trying, right? Even if my “efforts” are just spent searching for answers that I never act on.