Trying to Figure This Next Chapter Out

I fell a bit off on journaling (maybe that’s an understatement).

I haven’t written much for myself in the last few weeks as I have been trying to piece together some sense of rest after being on the complete grind the last month (and really the last four years). Much of the excuses I have given myself around trying to sort out how I conceive of my own real-world challenges stem fundamentally from the perspective that the practice to be in continual self-improvement is not easy. Nothing ever is, and I understand that to be someone who attempts to really continue to evolve the way I understand the world

There is this point I have been reaching within the last few months that I think is stemming largely from my own lack of trying to branch out more in my thinking. I feel incredibly stagnant and more firm about where I am in terms of how I understand the world than I have in years. I have very little faith in finding more places for me to feel dissuaded about the world or the opinions of those who are a part of it. If I am not constantly reading or trying to refine the way I find the world to exist, then what else is there for me to expect in terms of my own well-being or development going forward?

If I were to conceive of a more rigorous writing and study practice, it would be what I tried (to varying levels of success) with…