How does it feel. To let yourself be taken over by anger. By frustration. It’s infuriating isn’t it. How helpless you

You know that saying you love so much, ‘There ain’t no rest for the wicked’? It’s right. There isn’t any. You

I didn’t go to sleep when I said I would. I woke up later in the day. I’m not even near

Not enough to just get up early. I have to get up even earlier. Plans change a bit. More is required

It’s dark out now. I can barely see a thing. Spent the morning fighting with myself. Didn’t want to wake up.

I’m slow right now. It feels like everything I do does nothing. No progress is felt. Progress I need, I need

What comes next is what I will called The Weld. It is a way of combining two vastly different extremes of

Just get it done with please. You’ll have the rest of your day to worry about whatever you want to worry

This day hasn’t been what I thought it was going to be. I feel lazy and tired, yet I’m way further

Limitations, I hate them. When I had nothing. When I had no will to live or even a reason to live,