Grateful for both good and bad…no not really just the good. lol
Lately, I’d rather sit in front of a computer screen glued to a newsfeed and stay bottled up inside the confines of my head.
I have writer’s block, social block and every other block you can construct within your imagination. The dark side seems more attractive to me and optimism is trickling out of me like a slow leak from a car.
I’m losing my angst, my push, that little voice that kept telling me to get up is now a faint echo in the background of my complacency. I am learning the truth about my existence and I am exhausted by my awakening.
Nothing is clear or defined, everything is muttered, foggy and uncertain. I suspect this is the perfect moment to rise, redeem and resurrect.
My only viable lifeline left is to recognize what good I still have left. Today, I am starting my journey into gratitude, that…
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