some days it's all i have to simply be. and some days i am full of words and thoughts, too busy to remember i told myself to write them down.
i feel depressed and stressed. tired but can't sleep soundly. trying so hard not to be hypocritical, but at the same time wanting so much to nurture this spiritual life. full of second guessing and doubt, stops and starts.
frustration reigns.
mental challenges only temporarily, but efficiently, assuaged by an hour or so with halo 2, double armed spiked laser guns blowing bright blue alien guts all over walls.