I tried to eat healthy yesterday. I don't really know why, some manner of weird compulsion. I'm sad because it seems my workplace is going through a real hard time and I am being prevented from participating in work for a few more weeks.
It is looking really grim;
I wanted something good in my life and eating correctly seemed a good thing. I don't know if it really helped, but I feel unbelievably hungry right now.
It feels too early to eat still; ah well.
I had no dreams I could remember last night. It has been so long since I've recalled anything after sleep.
Existing and moving through this life, trying to embody what is right for us...
What am I here for? I am uncertain most times. It makes it really hard to have plans and be authentic when I feel so changeable.
I find solace in very little, as if constantly annoyed or bothered, constant frustrations can be viewed as opportunities only so many times before the lesson looses its gravitas.
I trust that eventually an ultimate reason comes forward and the benefit of reflection can assist me more.