I’ve been struggling writing, thinking and just breathing this whole week. Even writing music has been a ridiculous hardship.
Sleep is so important for the wellness of the soul. It’s very misunderstood and many don’t take it seriously. I do a really shitty job of getting a good amount of it.
And that’s why I’m on this journey of discovering that I can’t do this on my own.
There has been incredible grace within these insurmountable sleepless nights.
After tossing and turning endlessly during a night, I realize that, I am not just a mere human. I am also a son. I have to push aside the other voices of failure, even the voices that sound like reason and realize the battles already been won for me.
That’s half the battle right there. Realizing who you are.