Not her fault. What with so much work and family duties. She even took a sabbatical once to do it. Instead life surprised her with serendipity. It seems a relative had to have a heart attack. He needed care and she was available. She postponed doing it until eventually it just made more sense to resume her career which was quite time consuming. Consistently life conspired to design itself like a movie full of action and drama keeping her occupied, distracted and not doing it.
When life turned golden and major milestones had been lived, little things still blocked her goal. Days replete with friends, company, house chores, shopping, family needs, etc. forced her to forgo doing it. At night she always promised herself, "Tomorrow I'll do it."
One day she recorded a TV special - "Excuses Begone" with Dr. Wayne Dyer, which she intended to watch someday. The title got fused with her slogan in the deep recesses of her subconscious. She was haunted by suppositions of their combined messages. Words like perseverance, motivation, self-discipline kept popping up in her mind.
She wondered about so many things. Is passion still passion if one can deter it 'til later? Is there a twelve-step program for procrastinators? (If not she may start a chapter some day.) Most of all she wondered how a slogan and a title were catalysts to combustion. Something in her was ignited.
The TV show remains on the play list and she still does not own a slogan t-shirt. But for today, she's doing it. She's writing.