I always get so excited about betterment. Like, insanely passionate about making it happen. But you know what the biggest problem is? my inner conflicts. I need to stick to shit. Like writing daily.
I like to document my life because doing so helps me work out the kinks.
speaking of forcing myself to get out of my confort zone, today I had a random (semi-crippling) back spasm while I was bending over to wipe my ass while in his bathroom. I immediately froze and potato-stepped out into his living room with only my underwear on and my shorts still around my ankles.
Hi knew what a painful occurrence this was (through firsthand experience) - and took care of me like a champ as soon as I finally laid down and he got me an ice pack. The shit hurt.
Besides that, the NEW PLACE IS DOPE AND Drama free... i'M SO STOKED ON LIFE.