You know the deal now.
Get done and over with it already, please.
When your arms recover, go again.
Don’t wait. I don’t want to wait.
I just want today to be done with.
Do everything you have to do.
Leave nothing undone before you go back to work.
You haven’t gotten things to go your way.
Everything you’ve tried up to now failed.
What might work makes you wait.
Nothing is giving you results right now.
You wait and work, yielding no rewards.
It gets tiring, doesn’t it?
It gets degrading and demotivating.
All good, though, because you won’t stop.
This isn’t me telling you to not stop.
It’s a declaration that I won’t.
No matter what, I’ll continue.
Because stopping isn’t an option.
Because letting the weight of it all
convince me that it’s pointless
means I never really wanted it to begin with.
And I do want it.
I want it so badly that I’m willing to do this
without any promise of return.
I’ll work without seeing the results.
I’ll train without feeling the progress.
I’ll write without knowing if it’ll ever be read.
I don’t need confirmation anymore.
The process itself is my proof.
Every rep, every sentence, every step—
they’re all the evidence I need
that I’m still here, still pushing, still becoming.
So I’ll get through today.
And then I’ll get through tomorrow.
And the next day after that.
Not because it’s easy.
Not because I feel like it.
But because I refuse to be the person
who only moves when things are going well.
I’ll move regardless.
