I should probably explain the title... I have once again, and admittedly not surprisingly, screwed up again. I got myself in the clear for a whole week before messing up, so I can be proud of that... but that's not the point. I'm in a pit, and rather then learn to climb, I'm still digging.
Now for the purpose of this little post...
I was having lunch and thinking, and this is odd because I've never mused on the finer working of life over a hot pocket... so I was musing over a hot pocket about the mistakes I've made in life, and came to a realization. If my life were a book or movie, I honestly can't see it ending will for me. I'm the tragic background character who everyone pities but isn't surprised when bad things continue to happen to him.
Now, I don't know if it was the radiation from the microwave or all the chemicals in what hot pockets calls 'cheese', but I decided, right then and there as my fingers slowly burned from molten flavor goo, that it was time for a plot twist. That part in the story where things shift and the hero, at their lowest point, makes a comeback. This is my chance for a come back, and damn it I'm going to take it.

I know this seems odd to post, but I think this is actually brilliant. I don't want to forget that analogy, and so I'm recording it here for all of you to see. And hey, maybe the rest of you can use this frame of mind to help better yourselves.

If your life were a movie, how would you see it ending, and what needs to happen to get there?