I can never be really self-assured. Often, I am just bored by suggesting to myself the following justification for my subsequent failure or success.

But as I know some good things may follow as well, I keep messing around and messing within.

Solely observing the ups and downs can be boring, but it requires no effort after all. If it weren’t so easy, what would I be writing about? Is anyone even listening?

I’m the trouble starter, punkin’ instigator!

Now, is it a secret, or is it none? The more I interacted, the less I knew, as everyone had some contact at the same time. I should focus on my private inquiry instead.

Publically boasting never helped me and also never helped anyone else.

A good leader forgives, but when I lead myself, can I forgive myself?

Eventually, I am not sure about setting my next goal again. All my goals weren’t brilliant, to begin with, and I am finished with telling myself that I wanted something that later happened. Outside of short-term efficacy, there is little I can control.

Must I be unsupported? Can I exist unsupervised?

But if your mind’s neglected—stumble, you might fall.

Hmm.

It’s a light moment and then it’s a dark moment. When I serve myself, I serve myself best with others because everyone can tell me what they feel, and everyone can make me listen.

You are always welcome.