Lost, but Surviving.

Introduction

I'm never sure how to do introductions, the awkward dance between individuals, as we try to determine who we are, what makes us tick.

I don't want to waste your time, but this is just my safe space on the internet. A comfy blanket to wrap myself in as I battle the ongoing storm my own brain likes to create for me.

I used to blog, so you'd think I'd be better at this, hey? I used to enjoy creating things, learning in public, having a small voice in a large void, enjoying my own warmth. But then the fog sets in, it rolls over in waves. It encompasses everything I loved, and colours faded.

I used to justify the next near-decade of inactivity as I'm busy, or I don't have motivation today or I'm too depressed to attempt this but the bullshit is starting to permeate into my every aching inch of life.

So fuck that, I don't need motivation. I need discipline.1 I need to set achievable goals. An accountability plan.
I will do the following within 2024


See you star side. I love you.

Lost, but surviving.


  1. Screw motivation, what you need is discipline.

#life #personal #rant