I threw down my pen in agony
In every minute that passes, something reminds me how much of a screw up I am. I must change something- TODAY. I can't keep doing this. I've grown so much in every other way, but there is the one thing I still haven't been able to conquer. Tomorrow is a new day. It must be.
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
-Shakespeare
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
-Shakespeare