What The Fuck! Dealing With Growing Pains in The Constriction of Everyday Bullshit

What a fuckin' day!

I came across a quote by Arthur Ashe:

"Start where you are, use what you have, do what you can."

I can't think of any better way to describe living when surrounded by shit that just doesn't concern me. I feel like I am the only one. I wrote a poem a few years ago.

The best way seems to be inside and deeper, I am attempting to stay focused on my goals and getting an understanding of the information I am learning. Sometimes I need a bit of a reprieve.

But the current choices of activity make me choose to keep my nose to the grindstone. I am not trying to avoid life, but looking outside of myself feels like pillaging through a pile of trash some days.

Some of the folks around me are literally making me physically ill and I am fast becoming my own best friend because finding constructive conversation seems ridiculous most times. Is this a sign of growth? Am I the one that's fucked up?

The space seemed too small and confined today, I love the days of serendipity, how priceless to connect!

I am not quitting, I just have to figure shit out and keep plugging away at the task at hand. Lord help me!

Anyway, with these words, I bid you...

Good night