by Cory on May 22, 2019 11:58 PM
I'm sitting seiza on my bed. The lights are on and I'm staring at the books on my bookshelf.
Slightly elevated heartbeat. Probably around 80bpm. Minor, dull pit in stomach but nothing extreme.
I'm concerned about my definition of success and chasing it. I feel like there's no time left. Thought about therapy and what I should talk about next.
Actually had something good happen today. I had an online assessment for a job app today (think like a phone interview but on a website). I did the first question really well and gave it a decent shot for the second one. I feel like I have a good chance of moving on to the next round. I feel like maybe I'm seeing some results now.
This Thought is part of Slacker Zen
A meditation journal. To save myself before I get sucked into an endless pit of despair.