Damn
I wish I had control over things. I wish I was as strong as an ox, I mean, that is my chinese zodiac sign, so why can't I carry my yoke like one? What is it I'm lacking? Is this desperation? My head is staying above the water, so I suppose I'm alright, but it hurts a lot to know that my feet aren't touching the ground. Last night's late night post is still true and my mind/body/heart still burn at the thought of that. Burn. I mean passionately burn. When I'm copying at work, that's what I think of. That and getting fired. Today, I woke up feeling great and I thought to myself, I am a warrior and warriors fight. I am ready for battle today and so far, the fight has been a winning one. Have I even hit the struggle? Maybe this is all mental prep for what's to come.