2:31am

Have a really weird feeling. Really hope she’s alright.

Nose bleeding out of nowhere. Bill agitated. Odd sounds that seem to flee soon as you notice them.

You haven’t been using distilled water in the CPAP to moisten the air blowing into the sinuses. Celt’s dog walking around Bellerophon’s eminent realm. You know you’re not the only one in the house that’s having trouble sleeping.

All perfectly reasonable explanations.

None assuage the weird feeling.

You need to talk to Him. Now.

Ephesians 4.

And stop forgetting to water Percy.

Just weird. It’ll be fine. Calm and Peace fill your heart. But weird just won’t freaking leave.

Hold her in your arms Lord. Every second I can’t hold her in mine. Please.

She said I thought she must be lying… and yet I can feel her desire to protect me.  She doesn’t see what I see.

Love is an ocean. Shallow in some areas. Deep in others. Sometimes warm, sometimes cold. Sometimes monsters you can’t imagine emerging from the deep. Sometimes bordering a cold, rocky cove, and others a jubilant sandy beach fit for a blissful family.

 There is much to consider here.

Now let’s talk. Idiot over here is lost again…

The game bar. That week.

Yeah screw it. You know what? You’re going back to this again. You ran across something about games. Reminded you of that amazing little place that you shared with the Crow.

That little bar that was a game place also? Really seemed nice. I mean what wouldn’t that week?

Why the hell, Atreyu? Why the hell can’t you get past it? I mean right now it’s forgivable… you can’t date when you don’t have a job. When you don’t have a job it’s an insult to the fabric of your being. Your purpose is to be a man and that means being a fucking man. Having a fucking purpose. Earning a fucking living.

And yeah, given the circumstances it’s important to get your medical issues solved before getting another job.

But you still can’t date. Because you still aren’t worthy. And you know what? You are so thankful for that view. You have standards for yourself. Standards that you must meet before finding someone to share your life with.

Oh you absolutely despise materialism in women… but the reason for it is just a part of your soul. You are useless until you can care for others that you love.

Useless.

Well that sucks doesn’t it? You feel that pain? You damn well better.

You’re not a man right now. You’re a boy.

And any woman that’s worth a damn would pass on you until you get your shit together.

No excuses.

None.

It doesn’t matter. You’re still in love. And thus… still embarrassed.

So why on earth did you grow that new heart? So far it doesn’t seem to be any different. You know that it is, but right now it doesn’t seem that way.

Whatever. Fuck it. Right now you have a good excuse. You couldn’t imagine dating anyone else anyway. Take it and go with it. For right now….. you have a decent excuse.

And that excuse is….. your existence is meaningless until you can provide for Someone you care for.

And don’t you fucking forget it.

Now, find out what the hell is wrong with you. The way the universe works if you continue on your path you’ll die alone for some absolutely, truly, inconceivably mind-bogglingly stupid reason.

Get your shit together. It’s just not happening. Destiny no longer exists.

Deal with it.

Do what you’ve always done…

…get what you’ve always got.

Just how many people in your life cannot seem to grasp this?

How fucking hard is it to understand?

You’re one to talk alright, but to your credit for once, you have at least gone outside the box – and recently – to look at things from different perspectives, leave your comfort zone, and realize different paths you thought may have made you happy didn’t. Sometimes you know why; others you don’t.

Now here you are at the beginning of something new in your life, and you keep getting pinned down in frustration looking at others as they continue to repeat the same mistakes they have learned from time and time and time again.

Is there a comfort in an endless cycle frustration? Celt, Crow, Flame. Each one with their own kinds of cycles, unwilling to break free.

Maybe you’re so sensitive to them now because you’re trying to avoid falling into one of your own.

Either way… it’s self-sabotage; you see it plain as day. And it royally pisses you off.

Doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different outcome is literally the definition of insanity. And the longer it goes, the more it angers you – within you and within others.

Understanding the realities of various situations and the long-term damage that people do to themselves when they stay trapped in the same endless cycles is a key part of finding one’s way through life.

The Celt is transfixed on her own idiosyncrasies to the point of mental paralysis. She boxed herself into parameters and comes up with more along with endless possibilities instead of determined focusing on what she wants at the moment. She says she can’t function when the house isn’t clean… after making a mess… and she fixates on that… rinse, lather, repeat… anything to avoid getting around her own engrained habits.

The Crow will not rid herself of her parasite. Yet another new plan where she’ll shoulder the burden. She read the book all the way up to the parts she needed to before stopping. Now physical violence against her is even in the picture and she still – *still* – refuses to purge herself of the Lizard and Tragedian in her life even though she is literally right back where she started three years ago. Only now with blood on her beautiful face too. There is no reason for her to give up, yet she constantly does in order to justify the cycle. Or ignore. Either way it’s painful.

The Flame is virtually a lost cause. She was so proud of herself because she drove a car the other day. She gives up constantly, and is only motivated when you talk to her and motivate her. She has no drive of her own to be independent in any tangible way, and abuses medication for her back pain to escape the frustrations she has in life. How do you square that? She wants you, badly, and she wants to see you , etc., but you know deep down or only interest in improvement comes from your expectations in what you want as a partner in life.

By herself she wouldn’t do much if given the choice. You made a mistake by fucking her. Yeah, it did you some good, but now she is of a different level mindset when it comes to you – and you don’t want that for her.

She’ll do just enough to try to impress you and make you feel like you could be together. Then degenerate into unhappiness because she’s treated like she doesn’t do anything – because she doesn’t.

Which brings us to you.

Your endless cycle is forming on cue – procrastination and anxiety and taking the steps needed to return to stability so you can be there for others – which as a non-parent is really the only meaning you have in life, at least for the moment.

That swirling vortex is right in front of you and it’s pulling you in. Thank God you have already fought it enough to know what you need to do. Re-orient your mindset to perceive this as an opportunity. Be gregarious in reaching out to others and learn what you want to do in life rather than take the opportunities that are tossed your way.

Realize where you’re vulnerable and go at it head-on.

Play to your strengths, and use them to tear down your comfort zones. You are beholden to no one. You have a lot of work to do and even more learning to do to truly embrace the path that you have always wanted to be on. You don’t even know what it is. Recognize the precarious opportunity for what it is, and challenge yourself.

Address your health concerns while you still have insurance. The folks are going to cover you like they always do, But that’s the mindset you’re trying to avoid.

If you’re truly suffering from MCI, find out about it now so you can incorporate dealing with it into your plans.

Don’t leave scary things hanging. You are a world champion procrastinator; admit it so you can address it.

The. Cycle. Must. End.

Next

Well here you are again. It’s taking a week before you feel like really taking in and dealing with it. Good old wartime economy. The fear… well more like terror… of unemployment has still got to be play part of your subconscious but it hasn’t kicked in yet. How is it facing the thing that scares you more than anything else is something you honestly would prefer facing then if you were stuck in that cramped cubicle dealing with constant negativity towards the end at work? 

Having lunch with the folks was stressful as one would always expect but then they mentioned something that honestly you have kind of thought about in the back of your mind for a while now; you just didn’t know what to call it.

They said they’ve noticed you’ve been being more forgetful, and wondering if it’s possibly MCI. Well if that’s the playground that you’re destined to end up playing in, Who knows? There’s no real reason to save for retirement since you won’t even really be there LOL.

The normal stuff can start in the early 40s and you’ve probably had all kinds of brain chemical crap go on we’re taking a narcotic stimulant three times a day for 28 years.

Celt’s New job started today – literally perfect timing – oh what an another amazing coincidence that couldn’t possibly be God’s plan… Ironically she said she was glad because now she could take care of all the bills and start paying you back. OK. You weren’t counting. You never count.

She was even suggesting now might be the perfect opportunity to take some time to address some health concerns that you wouldn’t have time to in a 9 to 5. Who knows.

You probably won’t. Blow it off all you want but it really scares you. The second half of your life is supposed to be more real. You didn’t accomplish half of what you wanted in the first part.

So what’s next?