Today was a rough day, piled upon a bad week, and a semi-painful month. It’s like the hamster in my head doesn’t want to get off the wheel of doom and despair.

I let my fitness be sidetracked by a job that I can’t tell whether to run away from or embrace because of how certain points make it enjoyable.

Life is like that — a complicated web of bad and good with some things in the middle. It always keeps you on your toes. Sometimes when you start feeling comfortable, life will make you change course to something different. Maybe it’s not what you planned and is uncomfortable as hell, but it is moving you to where you need for the next experience.

I know lines need to be drawn, but I like shiny things — distractions — that lead to other moments. I live for other moments that take me away, anywhere away from here.

Here — the present — is hard. Yet, it can be so rewarding if you sit with it and get comfortable.

I’m at a loss of what to say or do. There is no plan, and I feel lost.

Maybe that’s the point, being lost sometimes to find myself. I get lost a lot.

They often say that when you’re lost, you should just stay where you are until someone finds you. Maybe I need to look less outward and more inward.