It’s been a long day again. Mondays always tend to be that way, right? I spent a lot of time rolling around my thoughts and I’m really trying not to do that anymore. It seems the more that I think, the more unhappy I become. Presence is key in eliminating stress. And reducing the amount of thoughts I have seems to help. But at the same time I can’t help but feel like I’m desensitizing myself. Coping instead of living or changing. Unfortunately there isn’t much that I can change in my life right now but I wish that I could change. Hmm. Accepting what is, is incredibly difficult. It’s just so difficult not to desire change. Perhaps you understand this. Why is it that we never want to be where we are? Why can’t I see a happy future me?