#log: failure

I write to find a lesson somewhere in the knit of stuff. I need to know why I have allowed myself to fail. I kept trying to save myself by sending clues I find, in the short connections between boughs of amnesia, to understand what I am missing, why is it that I am regressing and not progressing. Courageousless.

Feelings of being out of tune and lost inside. Misaligned in another timeline. Unfocused and unaware, like being in a dream and then falling asleep into another. It’s hard to remember to concentrate with the life around me, hard to feel or to desire anything;

.. little to no will to participate in a fucking hero journey.

‘connect with your past to be more present now.’

‘courage is the will to overcome the fear’