I just realized that I struggle with actually writing things
down. I’m so used to talking to myself, but now I feel like it doesn’t help to
clear space, the thoughts just kind of return to my mind when I’m done and
linger. I need to transfer them to a different place, so I won’t, I guess, be
tied to them as much anymore.
Today is a new moon, so I burned some sage and cedar and began
to free myself of all the negative energy I’ve accumulated since I last burned
sage and cedar which was New Year’s Day. Being human exhausts me. It’s
something I have no control over, so I’m trying my best to make the best out of
it. It’s like a gift and a curse. We have a choice, but the choices we are able
to make only go as far as our own humanity, mental and physical capabilities. A
lot of things that exist are beyond us. This often drives me crazy. Or am I
already crazy?
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