--------------------- A Rambling On Eroding Sanity And Goals Most of my worries are focused on whether or not I can do things I prefer to. I think of this a lot. I have a lot of intense experiences that rather take me over, so the parts for doing what I prefer tend to be kind of small dregs. As I focus on these few things, other parts of me can really fall by the wayside, and I get less and less connected with what makes sense in the world. I think it can turn around, though. It's funny, to see myself behaving so foolishly, while worrying about parts of my mind that I try to protect in order to not be foolish. It would leave one confused, but I'm already pretty confused. Focusing in on the idea of willpower or what one wants to do: my wants can be pretty varied, kind of like a hierarchy of compromises, looking for small parts of beingness that match something that I recognise as something I chose or desired at some point. And like any logic, there is a different hierarchy of things that might support other things. These little bits, I worry for them, for me, for us. But I know something can happen. Something always does.