In 2020 I’ve started to feel that there’s an algorithm for this life ish

Limits.

It seems like it’s telling me the more you try to break through the more it’ll plan to set you back.

Keep you in it

Confined to it’s rules.

Be obedient and like Michelle just spew out ok “you got it dude”

I gotta stick through things when I start them

Peel back my layers of inner thoughts

Feel myself reverting back to who I was in past sinnings

Glimpses of the better man I’m becoming losing out to the worse man that I was before.

My inner thoughts becoming my outer tendencies,

It seems the year we have the most time to learn ourselves

Has turned me back into my own worst enemy

Roaming through spaces that haunt me

Places where good memories attached

The universe and its damn shit feels like its taunting me

The more you desire those feeling the less likely you’d ever get them back

It’s like you encounter so many different pieces of advice

All the right ‘keys’

But not one of them fits your happiness’ latch.

I was caught up thinking the goal to this life was to make it sweeter than a lifetime supply of cream soda or some shit.

Instead of experiencing the flow

The ups and downs

The push and pull

We all know how that shit goes .

The only way forward

Is to keep moving yo

But don’t worry

We stay in here like Freddy in your dreams

Still learning to appreciate the smaller things