It seems that more and more, each day, I am left with a feeling that I am not getting things done. Of course defining "Done" is vague too... nearly as vague as the amount of things I am getting checked off The List.
Mostly I seem to be in a looping cycle of "While many things are different, and perhaps better even, my life back east was more dialed in".
I can't find a rhythm out here [yet]. Mostly I'm trying to be patient... but lately I'm feeling bugged and a touch overwhelmed/depressed about things.
The one thing I want to do more than anything, is the one thing that ends up being an afterthought or add-on after all the other tedious shit either gets done or doesn't... and then I'm exhausted and/or not down with it.
Mainly... I keep thinking of running away. The bitch of that is this: to where, & from whom, would I be running to/from?
I bet on Simplicity... and instead I feel very much like all I have is Complexity.
Maybe I've made a mistake...
...maybe I haven't.