Each day turns into one single second as we wake in mid-afternoon to catch the mindless talk shows that steal time needed for more useful tasks. I have been lacking in personal satisfaction that would someday support me until my passing. Much needed goals are once again set back as old habits surface and replace what time used to be productive. On the other hand life has been enjoyable as far as I can see. These recent days have brought laughter that has been denied for what seems like forever. Full pages of countless thoughts that seem to repeat themselves but at least it is something. There are those times when all seems well and in my frame of mind what used to seem impossible becomes just within reach. I am able to stay on track and keep the point real and in its original form, but it takes practice and self-discipline which is what I seem to lack.
February 18, 1998