I drive to work every day. Although it's only three miles, it ends up taking about 25 minutes; the GPS initially tells me that I'll arrive by 8:13, but I almost always end up arriving at the parking garage by 8:16. I end up having to wait for the shuttle, which comes every 15 minutes. On good days, I arrive at work by 8:30. On bad days, usually 8:45.
Before moving to LA, there was one thing that I was really excited about: Korean food. I knew that Korean food is far more superior in LA than in any other US cities, and I couldn't wait to get my hands on dishes other than bulgogi, ddukbokki, and bibimbap (sorry not sorry, New York.)
I recently read a study about how procrastination is correlated with low self-esteem. The act of putting off tasks is a result of a self-aggravating belief that the task you produce is representative of you as a person; you believe that your value is dictated by what you create, and in fear that you will make a mistake, you avoid actively completing your work or finding solutions to your problem.
When I was in kindergarten, I read a fable about a man who no longer wanted to take care of his aging father. In order to abandon his father in the deep forest, the man decided to carry his father in a wooden carrier and tell him that they’re going out for a “walk”. The man’s young son accompanied them into the woods, and when he realized that his father is abandoning his grandfather, he became flabbergasted. Seeing that his father was unwilling to change his mind, the boy went back up the mountain and grabbed the wooden carrier that they had left by the dying old grandfather. When the man asked why he is bringing the carrier back home, the boy responded, “when you’re old like grandpa, I have to use this to bring you to the forest too, right?” Realizing that he was setting a bad example in front of his child, the man went back and got his father, and showed great deference and respect to his father until the day he died.