It's hard to stick to plans these days. I've realized it's directly related to stress. Stress incapacitates. It's hard to think clearly under stress, and the more stress . . . the more you can hit me upside the head with a board and I will still be slow to respond from the fog. And, when one good thing happens, when one event suggests hope - I am suddenly able to spin 100 plates, and spin them exuberantly.
It's hard to set priorities as well. It's hard to have priorities, because priorities are sort of close to goals, and goals you either reach or you don't, and when you don't it's kind of like another failure - and I'm tired of those.
I wish I could be more noble. Stronger in vision.
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