Happy Wednesday, reader,

As usual, I am tired.

Moreover, I feel unmotivated.

I have been thinking a lot about what I want to accomplish, and I haven’t.

Is it sad that I don’t even care anymore?

I have accepted that I won’t become a famous director or writer.

I have accepted that I won’t write a novel.

I have accepted that this blog won’t have 1000s of followers. I have been writing since 2019, and I barely have any followers. It never bothered me because the blog was never about gaining a following, but it would have been nice.

I have accepted that I won’t be a business owner.

I have accepted that I probably will never be a homeowner.

I have accepted that I am never going to be skinny.

I have accepted that many things I aspired for myself won’t happen.

I am continuously working on accepting this because it just hurts less.

It is what it is.

Cheers,

Frshta