An Open Letter

Today I ended up getting to the gym really late because of a work event. When I saw the schedule, I saw that I had 270 pound squats for five sets of four, and honestly I thought it must’ve been a mistake because that was more weight than I was used to doing. But I locked the fuck in and was kind of tweaking and a little bit delirious before each of my sets, and I just kept muttering to myself there’s no weight as my mantra. And it moved even easier than my last warm-up. I truly believe that I can manifest things with my mind, and no matter how delusional it sounds, I truly believe that the universe is intelligent and will do me right. M so I will have my faith in it, I will do the correct steps, and I will get the things I want, including finding a partner that will make me look back at it all and think that it was all done for a reason. It WILL happen.