It seems like I am always starting things but never actually finishing them. Hopefully, I do not do this in raising my kids. At 3 and 20 months old they are the both the most joyous and most patience testing people I have ever met.
I always start working out and eating well, and never really attain my goals.
I always think about the many novels I would like to write, but never actually write anymore.
I always plan to be nicer or more thoughtful to the people in my life, but really end up back in the fog I call existing.
This is a new start for me. To think before I speak and to get down in the sandbox and get dirty.
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