it’s time for me to stop fucking around. most people who know me well know that despite the somewhat calm exterior, i’m a pretty intense person about some things. lately, i’ve been pretty lax about a lot of things, too many things in fact. an increasing sense of disorganization about my life has been creeping over me and i’ve hit my limit. this seems to happen to me periodically, where i go through phases where i just let go for a little while until the lack of control catches up to me and bothers me enough to get back on track.
my desk at home is a mess, i don’t feel like i’ve been systematically knocking off my weekly chores, things are progressing somewhat haphazardly at work, etc. i’ve got sam’s wedding this weekend and then i’m off to vegas for 5 days to attend the national association of broadcasting conference. between now and the time i get back, i’m going to be organizing my shit to get that sense of control back. more than anything, i want that feeling back where i feel like most things i’m doing are intentional.
an ambiguous post at best, but i just had to write it out.
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