I don’t have setbacks. I just have occurrences that cause me to examine different options. Sometimes I let them disappoint me, but it doesn’t last long anymore. It’s an ebb and flow of feelings, of knowing when the right time is to strike, and when it’s right to pull back. It all seems so attainable to me. It all feels like the pieces will fall into place when it’s time to. What I’m not telling you is I feel like I’m making it all happen just by sheer force of will. If I get down on myself and put out negativity and hopelessness, then that’s what I stand to find. And that’s becoming less and less of my default. Desperation is exchanged for hopefulness, as long as what I’m striving for is based in reality. I have to distinguish what my dreamer side is telling me, and where the grounded medium is. It’s not always easy, and it may not yield what my true desires are. But I want to get as close to that as humanly possible. And something keeps telling me I will. I have no idea what’s unfolding on the path ahead of me. All I know is that I’m on it and I’m moving forward for once. No more looking back. There’s plenty of options out there.