… more or less in the same exact place I was a week ago. Okay maybe not a whole week but certainly a few days ago.
I woke up at 5a.m with hope in my heart and some determination in my hand. I had plans, no, visions of how the day might go and how much I’d get done.
By about 11a.m this morning those hopes and plans had all but vanished. What remained was a deep hopelessness. My poor time management skills were holding me back yazi.
After a quick durry at lunch time a little hope was back, I got round to trying to call sources again. I was met by engaged lines, voice mail messages
and endless ringing. On two lucky ocassions I was met with an actual human voice on the other side.
I have successfully managed to eliminate all distractions from my (cough photography portfolio cough). I hope, I really do that I can make some noticeable headway tomorrow. If not for my sanity, for my sanity (see the cray levels are on ultra already)
ps – I really didn’t want to have me, me, me posts on this blog because you know it’s meant to be a profesh situation but I guess I’m not an automaton like that. Okay then.