I think this will week will go down in history as the one where I lost my passion.
A lot of good things happened. But they were canceled out, one by one, by other crap.
I think the good will eke by with a win. I really do. It has to.
There are plenty of reasons to be excited about the future, but today is one of those days that remind you more of the bees and thorns than the pretty flowers they’re attracted to.
I’ve been doing a lot of praying this week. Not asking for anything but understanding and protection. Without that, nothing is possible. With it, everything is.