Resistance is not the enemy.

I am the enemy.

I, who listens to the voice of Resistance. That is the enemy.

I, who believe that I still have time to get the work done, so I can open another app and check that.

I, who believes the thoughts of self-doubt that comes in my head, and say “Maybe, I’ll do it later”

I, who accepts the rationalisation that my mind offers, and goes on living the mediocre life.

Resistance is just doing its job.

It is upon me to do mine.