The Realm Of Possibility

I usually try to do some sort of Monday motivation but I haven’t been feeling like myself lately. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I hate feeling this way. I know that, while today might be dark, there’s the possibility that I’ll come back into the light tomorrow. I haven’t given up because all things are possible. That’s the only motivation I have for myself and the only motivation I can muster up. Even in the darkest of hours, the bleakest of days, there is still hope in possibility. I’m trying to remind myself I live in the realm of possibility.


When I started this journal back in January I didn’t know what I wanted to accomplish. I haven’t posted anything for thirty days and before that I was posting other people’s words in the form of poetry instead of my own.

All these months later, I think I’ve figured out what I want to accomplish with this space. I’m looking at two C’s: chronicle and commentary. This space will be a chronicle of what I’m doing with my life. This space will also be a commentary on the crazy times I find that we’re all living in.

Today is Memorial Day, the unofficial first day of summer. I have the whole summer before me. For better or worse, I have the summer to get my act together. At the end of this summer, Labor Day, I’m starting the next chapter of my life story.