I gotta just write somewhere before I go crazy. Lots to do, lots to do, and LOTS TO DO.
Every day I wake up running from dreams where I get nothing completed, I start the day with a furiously pounding heart, I brave the day bearing the weights of the dreams that I promised to make come true....and every night, I go to bed with the feeling that I should be typing more proposals, doing more presentations instead of resting.
I need a rest. I can never rest.
At some point of life, you will blame luck for everything. This is not a good stage of life.
