A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-Six-Hundred-And-Seventy-Six

I wish that I felt more enthusiastic and hopeful about things right now, but things have not been going all that great.  Really, I don't even feel like complaining, it is just that I am sitting here wanting to write my blog post and I am thinking about all this stuff that just has me overwhelmed and a bit scared.  I don't have any real way to make any of resolving the things that are bothering me, at least not in any way that would be positive.  In truth, the thing I most want is to be able to actually do something that will make things better, but I am not able to figure out what I can actually do.  I can think of things that could happen, but they are not things that I have control over.  I feel very stuck, and I have felt this way a long time.  I need to figure out what I can do, but that is what I have said all along, and the truth is that I can't, that this is the way things are and it is not in my power to alter that.

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