Today I don’t feel it. I don’t feel any of it. Instead what I feel is critical, hopeless frustration. I feel like I’m spinning circles. I’m not even sure if my end goals are attainable, or if I’ll be satisfied to reach them.

I’m not sure I’m cut out for this after all, so I just feel like quitting and running away, but I can’t do that. I gotta stick things out. Sometimes it’s working through the boring, repetitive, activities we consistently do, that train us for creating something greater.