Had a dream the world was falling [actually] from under me. What does that one mean? I'm stuck on these little licorice candies called Nibs. Who makes things like this to set me up to fail??? The house is messy again. He asks me 'how he ain't helping' like he doesn't know. I can feel myself giving up sometimes. I can feel myself giving up. I can feel myself giving too much.
I can feel it all. It's my party. I'm crying because I want to. Bought face mask, only used it twice. Blankets the color of sky, falling asleep in the clouds. Reading about other writers doesn't make me so sure. Insta famous for what? I want to inspire others, make others laugh, smile, ohh and ahh, cause reaction, entertain, write. I've lost sight of the goals.
But this quote, has cheered me up a bit, it is by @NickVujicic a motivational speaker born with no arms and no legs:
“Life isn't about having, it's about being. You could surround yourself with all that money can buy, and you'd still be as miserable as a human can be. I know people with perfect bodies who don't have half the happiness I've found. On my journeys I've seen more joy in the slums of Mumbai and the orphanages of Africa than in wealthy gated communities and on sprawling estates worth millions. Why is that? You'll find contentment when your talents and passion are completely engaged, in full force. Recognize instant self-gratification for what it is. Resist the temptation to grab for material objects like the perfect house, the coolest clothes or the hottest car. The if I just had X, I would be happy syndrome is a mass delusion. When you look for happiness in mere objects, they are never enough. Look around. Look within.”
― Nick Vujicic
I am trying to make peace with myself, this isn't going well, but it's a slow process.
How about you?