The title explains it

Lessons learned from trusting my gut, and the beauty of finding purpose.

In my reflections of last night, I realized that I rediscovered who I was before I died. And I rediscovered why people believed in me so much. And I have adjusted course to renew pursuit of that mission.

How the Marianas Trench and The Black Pearl have, and are, changing my life.

I have written several posts recently about mental health struggles that I had gone through. However, I am beginning to appreciate the power of silence.

I cried this morning. A lot. However, it wasn’t because of my break-up. This morning, I was crying because of clarity. Something made sense. The dots connected so to speak.

I cried today. Quite a bit actually. I was crying because I was thinking about my future, and what that looks like now.

Last night I accidentally came across something that I didn’t know about my ex-girlfriend while I was looking for a specific song she had shared with me on YouTube last year.

The past couple of posts have been raw and emotional, and very vulnerable. My first instinct is to open up VS Code and start developing a simple website. However, I have responsibilities I have to take care of first this evening.

I have a lot on my mind this morning. I am running on 24 hours of no sleep and just got home from 18+ hours of driving. The reason why is sort of the thing that initiated all of the thoughts I am going to document in this post today.