Sort of overwhelming sadness these days. Can feel myself giving up, as though there is no getting off this treadmill. As though I’m settling for the comfort of the predictable rather than taking a chance on being uncomfortable and the rewards that will come with that. Yearning for the new, but holding on to the old.

Feels like I’m in a gilded cage of my own doing, of my own creation, and I’m too lazy(?) to leave  and yet I know I must.

This is not acceptable.

The word for this year is “do”, not “whine”.

I am leaving the cage


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