I don’t know what to say. I have been struggling, too.

I’m trying to make (I hate this word: ) metaphysical progress on the front(s).

I am making aforementioned progress.

I only had 1.5 g kratom today. Tomorrow I will have none.

Hopefully I can take photography && poetry more seriously.

There is too much to create, do, progress upon, science (yes, as a verb), constructively destroy.

There is too much to do.

I will not do enough, in my lifetime. This is finite.