Sometimes I forget to count my blessings and I get caught up in focussing on this marxism stuff too much, and it can wear me down. I find participating in a society that I just can’t get behind extremely frustrating and if I then also forget to touch grass, things start to look greyish in my mind.

It is a nice week. I am healthy. My party is having a festival this weekend. It’s going to be great weather all week. I am in a good spot. I should just keep that in mind as well.