Opening: Closed

Boarded up window in old brick building.

Perhaps I’m more easily discouraged than others.

Momentum is everything for me. If I can get up a head of steam, I can get anything done and make anything work. But if I run into a long enough stream of small obstacles, my forward motion can grind to a halt and getting anything going again comes to feel impossible.

I know: try, try again. But what I wouldn’t give for a string of small successes—heck I’d settle for things just not going awry for a few weeks straight. So I could get the mojo working again, so that I could feel that my efforts stand a chance of amounting to something.

I hate feeling so worn down. This is not the way I’m supposed to be. I want to reclaim my native optimism and energy.

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