Excuses.

Haven't we heard enough of them?

When was the last time You did something for Yourself because You wanted to, instead of accomodating others and shelving plans because You'd wanted to be the sacrificial lamb, of championing a noble cause and hence, embrace martyrhood in the land of No Time?

Excuses - we conveniently nestle within them with putrid innundation, reportedly lacerating and wallowing.

Aggrandized patois aside, what purpose do Excuses serve?

Opportunity gives you the slip and ere long, trumpery precedes triumph.

Excuses.

Self-restraint.

Impediment, far from catapulting towards success, augments recurring defeats stemming from the waste of time concocting Excuses for oneself.

Bin them, Trash them, Decimate them. Do what you will for Life is a rudimentary lesson of living for oneself.

And so, with Time, the vestige of Excuses in their inert element, shall be weeded out.