Life sucks, and sometimes it makes you think and do things that are unbelievably hard to think or do. And that is normal…at least I think.
Habits don’t just make a person, but a person makes their habits, which in turn, make the person.
When you want to be someplace, physically, mentally, academically, professionally, spiritually, or whatever you’re after. You can’t get where you want to go without it being terribly uncomfortable first.
Even if you are comfortable. Especially if you’re comfortable. That’s when its most important to keep yourself from falling into mediocrity.
I want to hear from the Thing that organized all of this. The Thing that made the magic of life and spirit and soul intermingle into this humanoid form.