There are times when you just break down.

Somehow, I managed to program myself to expect so much out of myself when that day comes.

There are times when I feel like giving up because I can't live up to my OWN expectations.

That's the worst.

Cause it's me, myself setting the standards.

I really came up with so many amazing things.

I had all the scenes in my mind. Set out.

But at this rate I'm going?

I feel like I'm going no where.

Actually I do know that as a fact.

But my instincts tell me that I should continue and try to overcome this barrier.

You know what, I think I will.

I'll go with my instincts.

But it'll take time.

Plenty. In fact.

After all, it's a struggle within a struggle.

Something tells me that it will be worth it by the end of the day.

And I'll hold on to that belief as long as I can.

I find it ironic.

Now that I know what I want, it's a little too late.

The material goods that my heart yearns for.

But I also know that I have to earn them.

To make it all worth it.

So that I learn to appreciate them.

I just wish that the wait didn't have to be that long.

From Tumblr.

After today, I feel alive again.

Rejuvenated somehow.

I plan to hold on to this feeling of renewed hope.

As long as I'm able to.

Toodles.

P.S. After the last haircut, my hair's gotten all funky. I need another haircut.