Trusting God’s 🐟 Believing in the 💨 Following the 🐓 Day 12 of #SmokingChickenFish
The Waiting Game: A Journey to the 🌙
Have you ever noticed how waiting feels like watching a cigarette burn in slow motion? Each day dissolves, leaving ash and anticipation in its wake. Here I am, Day 12 of this journey, watching my determination flicker like that eternal flame. Keep that cigarette lit. Keep it burning. 🔥
Listen, there’s nothing wrong with being in the waiting room of success. While you’re there, you might as well redecorate your mindset, rearrange that mental furniture until it feels like home. Productivity isn’t just about moving forward — sometimes it’s about staying still long enough to realize you’re already moving.
I sit here sometimes, watching these charts like they’re constellations guiding my ship to the moon. They’re steady, stable as a rock in a river. But my intuition? That little fish swimming in my gut? 🐟 It’s whispering about a storm coming. A good storm. The kind that raises tides and lifts all boats.
Do you feel that giddiness too? That butterfly mosh pit in your stomach? That’s the feeling of your first trip to the moon. We’re all rookies in this cosmic game, clutching our bags like they’re oxygen tanks. And they are — these bags are our lifeline, our ticket to the stars.
Let me tell you something about whales, though. Stop feeding them your fish! 🐓 They’re already full, swimming in their millions while you’re here counting pennies for rocket fuel. Pack your own bags. Fill them with patience, persistence, and that raw hunger that keeps you up at night.
You know what’s fascinating? Sometimes I catch myself wondering how long I can keep this energy up, how long I can stay pumped like a heart on espresso. Then I remember — these bags? They’re mine. This journey? It’s mine. When you’re out there in the middle of nowhere, floating in the vast darkness of uncertainty, no whale is going to save you. It’s just you, your bags, and the Big Man upstairs.
We’re going to make it. Not because the charts say so (though they’re looking mighty fine), not because some whale blessed us with their splash, but because we have no other choice. This isn’t just about making it — it’s about making it our way.
So here’s to Day 12, to the waiting game, to the slow burn of progress. Keep that cigarette lit, keep those bags packed, and keep that spirit high. The moon isn’t going anywhere, and neither are we.
Steady as she goes. Steady as she goes. 🚬
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