I knew when I returned to work after a week-long break that my momentum would come to a halt. The desire is still there, I am just working with a much shorter timeframe.
There is no incredible insight to share today but rather two blurbs that may or may not significantly move along the storyline that I call my life.
The everyday man goes to a job and trades time for money. The money is exchanged for goods and services to survive and exist in this co-created world we live in. It is simply the accepted way we humans have opted to structure our coexistence.
Who or what determines what belief considered good and/or bad?
Days hold no significance unless a group of people come together to make it so.
It is my biggest demon. It is what I believe is holding me back from a life of joy and happiness. It is the excuse I use when I cannot get my shit together in my own mind for why life is the way it is.
As I dig deeper and deeper into my neurosis, I then begin to wonder how much of me is broken, how much is common amongst the population, what is fixable and how, and how much is just personality traits that are not completely awkward to be around.
My digestive system is in duress. It feels heavy. I have never wanted a cleanse so bad in my life. I have never done a cleanse. It sounds horrifying. Maybe I just like the idea of flushed insides.
The stresses of everyday life feel just a tad lighter when one of the main causes of stress is off the table, albeit just for a short period of time. These breaks are meant to re-charge, and you had better believe I am taking advantage of every moment of this one!
When I was younger, I had big dreams. I believed the lie that all it took was hard work and determination to achieve anything your heart desired. What this little motivational blurb failed to mention was that while your individual perspective is completely under your control, the forces in the external world are not.