I haven’t been able to sleep over the last few days. Instead of watching Netflix or surfing the internet I’ve been rereading past journal entries.
Flipping through the pages has been really interesting. It’s cool to see how things have changed over the years.
However I’m concerned about all the times I wrote variations of the same problems and feelings. Every few months or years it seems as if I started a new chapter, but nothing really changes. Some areas progress in unimaginable ways… Other areas stay exactly the same. Why does that happen?
What do you do when you keep tackling the same problem?