I’m so close.
I can see the path.
Yet the jungle is still there.
The chaos. The inevitability.
I just have to get through it.
Manage it. Find a way to honor this and still prepare for that.
I’ll never be what I should have been.
I’ll never fix the mistakes I have made.
I can honor that and also try to be better.
Yesterdays failure doesn’t mean tomorrow’s
I have failed so many times. And I deserve the consequences and anger and vitriol.
But I can own all that failure and pain and shit, and still be given another chance.
Maybe not by individuals or organizations or expectations. Maybe not by you. And you deserve the same chances. The same chance to fail and learn.
Many times I have run out of chances and options.
But inexplicably. I get another shot.
I’m trying to be better.
