Hold on, darling
As I sit today to write something,
I’m out of ideas.
Nothing.
Blank.
I’m asphyxiating in the social media feed; seeing my friends start a new adventure at new companies, cities, and even countries makes me question
where I am in life?
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How can I measure my progress?
I feel I haven’t made any improvement because I focus on the results, the end goal, but I guess
I’m wrong here,
every day counts,
even the days I lie in bed,
even the days when I eat icecream,
even the days when I wake up early,
even the days when I watch the sunrise,
even the days when I hit the gym,
and today was one of those days.
The lyrics, “How can I swim when I’m drowning.” summarize the past few months of my life.
Sometimes one has to hit rock bottom to bounce back again.
So, hold on.
