Hah! New year's resolution. Yeah, right...
It's been closer to two weeks since the new year started. My god, am I full of shit. Taks jar? I don't even want to see what other brilliant ideas I wrote down and forgot about five minutes after. They were brilliant ideas, sure. I won't be humble and deny that I bear so many great ideas, however the trouble is that I never actually implement any, and if I do, I still give up after a few days only. It's like a gorgeous apple tree full of fruit but you don't pick them in time and they rot. Why? Well, I simply become bored . A new routine? God, is there anything more boring than that? Why should I, would I live my life like a lunatic, following a schedule about when I should brush my teeth and eat 44,7 grams of oats for breakfast. I definitely tried that, but it seems like such a waste of thoughts and effort. It's functioning like a robot. That's not right. I keep thinking, what am I doing wrong? Why do I feel like I'm paralyzed, like there is nothing to ...