1025am
I've had many thoughts in my mind as the day has begun. I hope for the future to hold my agendas in mind and to play them out as naturally and gracefully as possible.
Optimism hits almost as hard as pessimism. some days.
I want a creative flow or a concentration on a desired topic. Productivity in my aspects acts as a reward for myself. The pleasures of life are small, granted, because moderation is always a key factor to successful achievement of any given pleasure.
I am just typing now. Wondering what has been crossing my mind. If any of it could be real or if the thoughts are only dreams floating high above me and out of my reach.
I feel physically super clean and healthy. Could my mind/mentality/emotions not follow suite?
I still have these dreams which begin with myself being healthy and from there go straight on to being successful.
Rest my weary mind although I fear the gears would fail to start again in the same direction and a break from my focus would be to the dismay of a fallen culture growing inside.
Even a blink has me cautious; how long was that blink and what did I miss? Attempting to capture it all around me so that I don't miss some crucial clue leading to my satisfaction.
The sleep has been nice but surely as I spoke of the sleep it became no more. As I tossed and turned last night, wondering if I'd have to up my meds or if it was a rarity. No bother, I feel well rested and eager to begin my day. Only when does it begin? It feels about to start, I suppose my itineraries never hit the press or am I simply too impatient of what lies ahead. I can never quite tell.
Optimism hits almost as hard as pessimism. some days.
I want a creative flow or a concentration on a desired topic. Productivity in my aspects acts as a reward for myself. The pleasures of life are small, granted, because moderation is always a key factor to successful achievement of any given pleasure.
I am just typing now. Wondering what has been crossing my mind. If any of it could be real or if the thoughts are only dreams floating high above me and out of my reach.
I feel physically super clean and healthy. Could my mind/mentality/emotions not follow suite?
I still have these dreams which begin with myself being healthy and from there go straight on to being successful.
Rest my weary mind although I fear the gears would fail to start again in the same direction and a break from my focus would be to the dismay of a fallen culture growing inside.
Even a blink has me cautious; how long was that blink and what did I miss? Attempting to capture it all around me so that I don't miss some crucial clue leading to my satisfaction.
The sleep has been nice but surely as I spoke of the sleep it became no more. As I tossed and turned last night, wondering if I'd have to up my meds or if it was a rarity. No bother, I feel well rested and eager to begin my day. Only when does it begin? It feels about to start, I suppose my itineraries never hit the press or am I simply too impatient of what lies ahead. I can never quite tell.