Acceptance

I was in a real funk this week.

I was behind on my schedule for school and I kept getting my days mixed.

I though Saturday was Friday, Monday was Thursday, and Tuesday was Wednesday.

Lately I realized that I was all work and no play so I've been trying to schedule time where I could slack off but I think that's just what mixed me up.

I hate schedules and routine because, to me, routine equates to me being comfortable which equates to being stuck in a rut.

But when I am off schedule I lose focus.

I have come to accept what I cannot change, and as much as it frustrates me, and things that helps my mood.

Keeping a schedule.

Getting sunlight.

Waking up early.

Much less soda.

All things that I must do to stay sane.

Or at least be able to wear a mask of sanity.

*sigh*

I am going to get back on track and get to some school work because I know it will pay off in the long run with good grades.

I hate having to having perfect hindsight when I can opt to see clearly now.