Let's start over.
It's almost the end of another year; the year I surpassed my lifespan. Context clandestine.
Lifestyle has been metered. Mechanics set in motion. Code rewired and understood. Information absorbed and assimilated.
Fuck it. Everything has changed. Not one thing is the same about my life. That's how different things have become. And it's fuckin' beautiful.
No need to focus on the shitstorm past, but I can look back and select the experiences and lessons learned. I now know why I did the things I did and felt the way I felt. I've found my resolution.
Goals still in orbit:
⛧ Gym more often, don't eat after 8pm. Drop the sugars and carbs and eat less meat.
Goals close to completion/latently working:
⛧ Hair growth (shaved my head two years ago and now it's past my shoulders)
⛧ Novel (Off to betas at the end of the month)
⛧ School: math and physics
⛧ Work: Well, it's temporary but a thing
⛧ Remembering my dreams
Things that are fucking awesome:
⛧ Living in an amazing apartment
⛧ My best friend as my roommate ♥ a_knot
⛧ Quit smoking pot
⛧ HAVING ENERGY DESPITE BEING TIRED FROM USING IT TO ACTIVELY DO!?
⛧ Having deja vu as I write this post....
To end this before I fall asleep on the keyboard, I've never been so busy. I'm working 25+ hours at Spirit Halloween, I'm taking two classes three days a week at PCC. I'm on the second to final edit of my novel. I have one day off a week.
But Im not complaining. I fucking love it.