I could write a paragraph about the same shit. I could write a paragraph about the possibility of change, about how it’s right there waiting for me to grab it by the horns. But this blog is for me. And the truth is, I want this to be reality. That reality is probably not mine. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be going on about the same shit again.
It’s because of the pandemic.
It’s because I’m out of work.
It’s because there are other things to focus on right now.
It’s because it’s momentary.
It’s because I choose.
That’s it.
I’m in control. I choose this.
Growth and change are painful.
So is life.
If I am in control, why do I choose this?
I treated the pandemic as an excuse to do fuck all. What a waste of the time I would’ve given something to get, had I not been given it for free.
The Addiction Paradox 