LOST IN THE MIRE

Dear Diary,

I do not have the confidence of years past. The focus is now a flicker of what it used to.  I recognize that I’m in a swamp, but I just can’t seem to find a way out. No two good days follow each other but yet I try anyway. Tomorrow, I will rise again and start by taking one step to get the stone rolling: no amount of moss can keep me down for long.

I will persevere!!