I thought my vision of what I wanted to create was clear. I put my pencil to paper and started to draw rectangles. However, after a few minutes, I stood back and realized I had a page full of them that lay before me like a big collision. The wisp of my original vision completely lost in the wreck.
I was stymied. Completely stopped short. Usually when I draw, it just flows from me, but this time I was going to have to work for it. For just a moment I thought of erasing and starting over, but I am a stubborn person, and that drop of doubt evaporated in the heat of determination.
Not giving up. Persistence. It’s there, we just have to work for it.