Brain Rot

I don't know where I'll be living in a year, and it's kind of exciting.

I've realized that I know what I want, but I don't know how to get there.  And I'm a little scared to voice what I want in case I fall short.  It's like when you start a project that you're extremely excited for, so you immediately tell like five people, and then three days later you realize how silly your idea was and don't end up following through.  I like follow-through but it's difficult, and you lose heart a lot.  Sometimes you feel like what you're doing is silly or pointless, even though it started out with exceptional potential.
Maybe I should approach things like learning to dance.  When you learn to dance, you learn the very basic moves and then you slowly begin to build on those, step-by-step, until you can dance without thinking about it.  Maybe I should It might be better if I take things step-by-step, so as not to get overwhelmed by expectations.

In unrelated news, I'm ready for October.  October is my very favorite month, you can feel the weather changing, and you can see the cacophony of holidays coming up, and it's just nice.  If I didn't get so cold in the winter, I'd move to a more northern state where you can see the leaves changing.  September feels like it's running long.  This is such a tiresome month, it's hardly in my Top 5, and this year it seems to be particularly lagging.
I'm tiring myself out.  All of this recent Optimism and Positivity has been great, and I want to continue on that general path, but sometimes you just need to sit in your pajamas all day watching movies and rotting your brain.  Well I've been in that frame of mind for about a week and a half now, and while I'm tired of it because it makes me feel even more like a lazy bum, I can't seem to bring myself to be as productive and positive as I was before.  I suppose it's a work in progress.

Dee