Breathe
The day cannot get any more fucked up… which is why I’m taking a step back, away from reality. It kinda sucks when you’re a puppet on a string, and totally out of control of your own destiny. The inability to see the next corner can be as debilitating as trying to play a game with ever changing rules that bend against your favor. Will motivation bring me to where I want to be, or will it bring me closer to being further from where I want to be?
