Having failed the coding challenge the first time around, I'm in a group that is studying for the re-take.
Five of us in a quiet room. 60 minute timer set. Do a mock coding challenge with no help. When the hour is up, the teacher comes in and helps us on the sticky parts.
I'm stuck on the first part. Repeatedly. I want to punch myself in the head. Just like old times. I hate this. Same old failure feelings.
Hello! This is me checking in to say: this is all I'm going to write today. And now, I will hit 'publish.' And then I will close my computer. Hopefully I can find something non-screen related today. A
Still doing my tarot thing. I pulled Number Zero, the Fool card today. I sat and drew the card in my journal. I skipped the next three steps in my ritual: read about my car in Finding The Fool, journa
I'm tired, it's getting cold. I feel my fire gradually snuffing out for the season. I don't like the feeling. But in this moment, I'm like, "why fight it." Maybe it's not accepting cold (ha) hard trut
