I missed my goal for the month. I am more than disappointed in myself. I am angry. I was doing so well this year. I have to let it go. I have to meditate on the blessings that I have. I keep pushing for output. Keep delivering. See more results. The problem is I am not taking anything in. My roots need nourishment or my creative output will suffer. Who knows I may not make it through the year. Don’t fall into depression hold unto love. Love is the sweet safety net of life.