Despondency or depression - the natural progression has been lost. Stymied by process, Frustrated by waiting, and unsatisfied by hoping. This sounds hopelessly vague, but lately my thinking has emotional overtones that prevent me from seeing the truth clearly. I am doing my best to tame my feelings in order to let more rational thoughts rise to the surface as there may be some found stability that comes when I honor my emotions from a detached perspective instead of immediately taking action in response to how I feel. To the heights of passion, or the depths of feeling? Will I ever know how to realize a perfect accord between sense of duty and sacrifice? I am conflicted right now between knowing what I want to do and mustering up what will it takes to make it happen. I need to try and think about this as I ponder my worth.