Maybe Wednesday wasn’t the day to do this…

My mood had elevated, slightly. But now we’re back to square one.

I think I performed at 110% for so long that I broke something, because I am so tired of everybody. I’m tired of your shit. I am tired of explaining, with pin point precision, exactly what the problem is and how to fix it… and having you do nothing but repeat the same shit.

I’ve been circling around “pondering” some big changes for awhile. I’ve sat still. Pondered. Waited. Deliberated. Now it is time to implement. Of course, to most— even those closest to me —it will appear as though out of the blue I snapped.

Just know, everything is cumulative. If I ever were to snap, who knows what that would look like. Nope— everything will happen and has been thought out.

I think this is some iteration of the “INFJ door slam” involving a crowded room.

2020 is the year of perfect vision.

Time to go!

Xo Nick