I struggled to get out of bed this morning. Thinking about failed relationships while also surfing too much on the social media apps on my phone. I lay in dim light trying to pray for insight into my problems, and a vision for how to come back to a less lonely existence filled with the simple comforts of life without worry for how to pay for the basics of the physical minimum: food and rent mainly.
Eventually, I got out of bed, said morning prayers, and got dressed. Right now, my course in life seems to be to wait for disaster to change things. I wish I was more proactive, but my mood and physical well being, which I am sure are intertwined, is preventing me from doing anything at the moment. Maybe a few micro-changes will help me get the ball rolling. We'll see.