I want to make the best of every minute I have left to live. The trouble about that statement is I am not making the best of it. I have too many mental roadblocks. I do have a few major physical limitations. I can’t wrap my head around going forward without improving. The improving is going so slow. Too slow for me to comprehend. I wake up with good intentions, then I let fatigue overtake me. Everything else I forget, that stuff falls by the wayside. Days turn to weeks, almost three months of this year are past. I am still the lost soul, swimming in a fish bowl.