and repeat, ad nauseum…
I’ve been wondering today when it all ends? Not in a game over - “oops I’m dead” way, more philosophical.
Its 0012 right now on a sunday night/monday morning the week before christmas… and I’m doing work.
Where does it end? Does their come a point when you stop n say, “all done!”?
All of my ambitions, boiled down to the simplest ingredient… just involve more work.
I finish this phase… and start work on the next cunning plan… sure I’ll achieve stuff along the way (in a non-arrogant way, I know I will) and hopefully be able to get that place in the sun in the next few years.
Fundamentally though, I’ll just be working on increasingly bigger projects!
Note to self: Make more dedicated chill time. Remind yourself of the game plan and keep the faith!
