Rough times. Stocks took a tumble today and I'm down probably 50% overall on them.
Can't beat myself about all that, though. There's no point. I believe in the industry and I will continue to believe. Just need to be patient and to have faith.
And there are other things that I am worried that perhaps patience and faith can only go for so long with them before something needs to be done.
Work. The future. My relationships. Xmas gifts.
The story I am attempting to write.
Happiness. Purpose. Meaning. Destiny.
Don't like to think about destiny very much. I feel like I am tangled up in the threads of fate and have to breathe slowly and calmly as I search for a way out.
And... I pride myself on untangling the difficult situations. I remember feeling like I was pretty good at solving the problems of others, but couldn't quite get myself to be as objective about my own needs and troubles. Emotions... they muck things up. Logic can only go so far, it seems.
So... rough times... Not saying this because I want sympathy for myself, but I do want to acknowledge that things aren't easy at the moment. I don't want to pretend it away. I don't want to put my head in the sand.
Unlike some people that I know.
Well... it's difficult, but not impossible to handle.
I seem to always weather the tough storms. By some means of design that eludes my conscious awareness.
But I refuse to find solace in that. I need to take a stand. Make a move. Get moving.
How, though? I'm not sure.
Wish I had a blueprint or a map of where to go.
I suppose I know what my destination is. But I don't know how to get there.
That's the part I'm confused and concerned about
Well...
I'll keep trying.
Until... the outcome is inevitable.
