All I know is I have to write and release. Write and release. Write and release. The day's gone in tiredness and at least doing some productive work. Right now, anxiety energies are in my heart. I crossed two cute Pakistani guys and, as usual, either couldn't or didn't meet their eye. I feel really, really ungrounded. Ground. Practise. How does one practise? WTH? And then I have to go home and be around the father. I saw tentacles. As though I am not letting go or it is not letting go of me. Thank goodness I got rid of the man-boy from my energy. Now there's a lump in my throat. I became sad on the first day because I can't see, I am short-sighted. And all my other health issues. And now I am sad because I don't know and I have manifested all of this. That if I am so powerful, do I not have it within me to really reach my grand potential? I know I asked for lots of grand things and a complete change. And then I asked for "or better....