Hope?

Depressed? Think I might be tonight. Possibility has slid down the drain.

I know I need to get better at my vocation. Even If that might only take a whiff of effort, it feels out of reach.

The wave I was riding has just hit the shore. I don't know what to do. A life with sufficient funds and productive workload feels insurmountable. I want to wake up a better person.

On a positive note, my routine of washing-up and bed-making has become pathological. Maybe one day I will be a better person? If I can improve my domestic habits, surely my professional competencies, financial management and man-delusions are just another frontier?