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.
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.
“The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.”
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.