Self-Undoing.

I drain myself.

I was reading Zen and the Art of Motorcycle maintenance, and one part of it said "Anxiety is the leading cause of "gumption-loss". Gumption is more or less, the interestyou have in something. You know, being all excited over, lets say, drawing a picture, and when your to the very last part of drawing the picture, and your putting the finishing touches on it, shading, erasing un-needed lines, all that, then suddenly, you don't care anymore.

Yeah, loss of gumption.

Self-undoing is my greatest weakness. For the keen observer, you could even find self-undoing in my recognition of my self-undoing, right here in this blog.

But if it doesn't jump out at you, don't search too hard. Like the "realm of ideas" this shit can be contagious. Sometimes, being a little close-minded is a good thing.

It's like, all I want to do is understand life, and people and my surroundings, but the deeper I go, the more lost I feel.

I need to quit that. They should make a self-undoing patch or something. Just stick it on my arm and life immediately becomes a tunnel.

Oh, wait...Religion. HAHAHA.

By the way...I never finshed the last twenty pages of the book.

The world's chaotic. Bring order into the chaos. Turn your words into a sonnet. Build a house with the scattered sticks. Sew the rags into a quilt. How you do it is left up to you. Do it your way and you just might feel happy.