How You Sabotage Your Attempts to Be Successful and How to Stop

Monday I laid in bed face-up towards the ceiling. I was in my existentialist depression again. The lack of sunlight and frigid temperatures that awaited me outside only exacerbated the desire to stay where I lay. Where it was warm. Is it worth getting up? Is it worth the 15 minute hike to the train … Continue reading How You Sabotage Your Attempts to Be Successful and How to Stop