Confession.
Sometimes I don’t have a damn clue.
Not one damn clue what my next step is. Sometimes depression gets the better of me and I can’t function.
Sometimes I get so overwhelmed with what shoulda, coulda, woulda thoughts and I get so furious at myself I want to give up completely.
Here I am, in arguably one of the most beautiful places on earth, and yet this time instead of being inspired by the power and beauty of the cliffs and wild around me, I’m intimidated and feel small.
But as the saying goes, I have survived 💯 of my bad days thus far so my track record is on point. I will survive today too.
I will still work. I will still workout. I will still do my to-do’s. Sometimes knowing where the road is going is not the point. Sometimes the point is to just keep going.
“And I know what I have to do now. I got to keep breathing. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring?”
-Cast Away