Why do I have so little understanding of the power available to me? Why does the life changing power change so little in my life? Am I that stubborn? That apathetic? That comfortable? Am I too interested in myself to care? What I know I need to do I don’t do, and what I know won’t help, I do. The question is do I really want to do what I need to do, or do I just know I need to do it? I like to blame it on a lot of things, too. It’s my culture. It’s my generation. It’s the way things are. Things are the way you make them, I say with defiance, and then go along with it anyway. What am I doing?