It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel confused.

Listless and undirected lately; it feels like I’ve got a lot of the pieces of the Life Puzzle, but don’t know how to put them together. More directly: I retain the sense of drive to go and get what I want–yet feel like I don’t have a lot of definition around what that is, let alone what direction to point. So at the moment just spinning my wheels in place.

And of course there’s all the things; the state of the world is more distracting and distressing even than usual, and “usual” these days is kind of a lot.

One upside of all the swirling chaos out there is that it highlights how wonderful my family is, in its individual people and as a whole. I find myself spending more time falling into a state of gratitude. On balance, that pulls my average day to be a good one.