Me and everyone I know feels like trash right now.

Why does it seem like we only make time to do the things we have to do, and never seem to have time to do things we want to do? Why am I trapped in a perpetual state of coming to the realization that I am not how I want to be. Everything is not how it should be and I am somehow ok with that. This happens every so often. I want to read. I want to work out. I want to eat healthy. I want to blog consistently. I want to be active on flickr. I want to live in community and connect with people and find God in everything I do but I continuously fall short of actually acheiving what I want to. The wonder of life is lost in the mundane. The bills. The schedules. The drive.

Sometimes I just get so afraid that things are always going to be like this. That I will be trapped in mediocrity forever, since I seem to be trapped in it now.
Why is it so hard to lead yourself?

Apologies for ridiculous formatting or inane spelling errors.
This rage was bashed out on my iPhone.

A New Kind Of Christian

A few of us are reading. Expect juicy excerpts soon.