Seems to be the way my life feels these days. Any achievements made in the past two years have almost been completely backtracked. I have no one to blame but myself.
There is always a pattern that emerges from my daily life. I coast. I’ve been coasting since the minute I figured out that I didn’t have to put in 100% effort to get more-than-enough results. Some things came easy for me so I lacked any incentive to try harder. The things that didn’t hold my attention just got put to the back-burner.
It’s the story of my life.
I admit now that I wish I were different. I wish I could wake up tomorrow and find all my issues gone. I wish to wake up a different person and I don’t know how to feel about that.
I guess the best way to describe my mood is indifference. Or maybe even disappointment. I am not happy, obviously. But I do not think that I am sad. I go through the list in my head and start on the road to change. But I stop a quarter of the way and just go back to what is comfortable. I am too comfortable.
Gods, I wish things were different.