TALK ABOUT A ROUGH WEEK, I can hardly walk out the door standing up. It’s been tough, I’ve had bad luck, my mind is tethered. I’d hate to spread the despair but I’m not kidding, I’m so sorely stuck in this rut,
I can’t get up.
And mattering most is the slow coast toward serenity. The day it all pays off. The cumulation of energy gifted to success attempts, where time and effort parallel progress. I’m positively stalled.
