the old new beginnings
It's only Monday, and I already feel somehow drained. Many small things are constantly at work in my brain: "Is this the right choice? Maybe I could do something else."
These things start to accumulate, and it's hard to simply explain them. It's like - I'm fine, maybe just a bit tired.
I want to eat healthier and start feeling prouder that I'm improving myself, but then I go and sabotage my efforts.
I know I can do it. I've done it before; it was just a small slip that accumulated.
Maybe tomorrow will be that day.
Or perhaps not. No, let's end on a brighter note. Tomorrow will be that day.
It will be a quest for old new beginnings.