Forced Presence

I remember as a child and teenager, disliking school so much, the routine, the process, the work, the repetition, the pointlessness of it, the futility – thinking or the intuition that going through this is not going to get me to the outcome I imagine for myself.

But then having to deal with it, this is the state of what it is. I mean either be miserable while going through it or try to figure out how to make it not just painless but find the frequency that makes it easy. So figuring out how to be in a flowstate. I would find it, but sometime by the middle of the school year, and school would almost be over.