Each day begins with the identical thought: organize, figure out the day, the to do list and somehow contribute value to the business. The motivation is there, and the so is the passion, and then I open the email box, and time becomes a garbage disposal instead of a creator. I spent more time chucking away stuff then actually adding a new block to the business. Atleast thats how it feels most days. And then instead of hours of wanting to do work, I instead begin to count the time I am here.
Today is no real exception. I sat down in the chair at 9:17 and in the last 80 minutes, the only thing of value has been reviewing a response from an attorney which led to a bout of anxiety, can I really be an attorney? And then some time was blasted away as I whined about my relationship, and then it hit me. I had no foundation I could rely on. What I took for granted was in fact in need for repair, and until I got rid “of the stuff in the basement” (per Rocky Balboa), I would forever begin wasted days, and worst of all dry my soul a bit more. (damn my typos are getting worse)
So where does one begin when you think your entire life is in for an overhaul? I mean seriously, is there a place that can teach you how to live again? I mean its great to question shit all day long and even thing about them but damn it, it would be amazing to get answers once in a while. I mean instead of shitting all over the place, I for once would like to be outside all clean. Is that too much to ask?
And no I dont want Depends!