The idea of being stuck is rooted in the belief where you are is different than where you should be.
The definition of stupid is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.
Being as I just last week posted something I wrote 2 years ago on taking risks and falling flat on my face, I’m an idiot.Read More »Day 83 – resignation isn’t the same thing as acceptance
Wow, less than three weeks left on my 100 day project! The tail end of it kinda snuck up on me, around the 50 mark I felt totally done with the cursed thing, so amazing to come up for air and discover I’m in the home stretch now.
Been looking back to the beginning and what started it all, figure I’ve got enough days done to use as a stick to measure how far I’ve come. It seems a short distance. I’m still stuck, though less uptight about it.Read More »Day 82 – still stuck, small successes
I am utterly creamed. Knackered. Pooped. I think it took ’til the unplugging of this weekend to realize how long I’d been running on stress and adrenalin. There’s not much left after taking that away.
I’m hooped. Even after a couple of days of rest, just the act of taking back the recycling AND getting some groceries AND making something other that toast for dinner and I’m creamed. That was my whole day’s energy right there. Fuck.
I’ve been taking risks and flinging myself at my limitations, just to see what might break. It was me. Read More »Day 73 – hooped, regrouping