the common theme of the day.
as i understand it, there is no possible way for us to understand our own creation.
we can attempt to make sense of it, but doing so is a devaluation of the experience.
we live, we breathe, and we die. so we have to turn and talk like that will never happen.
that memory still gives me unnecessary anger. i have a hard time regulating my breathing.
i need to be more mindful of myself and my health. the regular smoking is taking a bigger toll each day.
i must be vigilant.
i will dissect myself and rewire myself the way i was meant to be.
no matter how many times it takes. no matter how many times i fail.
i will bring my full on attention to my presence once more. i will unlock happiness.