When people switch up on me last minute it serves to remind me just how fickle the world is. Maybe I need to be more flexible, or maybe the world needs to be less fickle.

Sometimes I wonder if I ever got off that fork in the road. With every new task I seem to have to start right back here. I guess here goes, to every intentional decision.

You must be as sick and tired as I am. You must be so ready to give up & not always in the best ways. Pull through. It’s do or die for us. Push through & if you’re too tired, rest on my shoulder until you can walk again.

In order to get through I have to be willing to look at myself. I have to be willing to challenge myself. I have to be willing to accept the truth & let go.