I often marvel at how often my personal desires seem set on sabotaging me. My plan will be set, the work laid out in front of me, but my cravings for rest and leisure creep in like a thief to steal what is mine. These are not thieves from without, but within. “The desire of the sluggard kills him,” the proverb states; not the desire of others, but from himself. (2 Minutes/400 Words)
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