26 days and counting.
I have slowly come to realize that next year might be the most important year to date, in terms of personal and professional growth. I am excited beyond humanly concievable, but it is also overwhelming considering the task that lies in front of me.
Failure is not even a consideration, let alone an option. There are thousands of people who would love the opportunity to do this, so I know that I have to succeed and become one with destiny.
Goodbye sacred journalism. Goodbye roach motels and shoddy apartments. Goodbye taking it easy.
Step in line and join the corporate world. Easy now, this won't hurt a bit. Take it nice and slow. No need to rush.
Just a pinprick and after that you shouldn't feel a thing.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
one tree hill
Like I'm riding this beautiful wave, but not really engaged in it all. Its like sledding down a steep swowhill with no trees in the way. Its like that.
Fifteen minutes past deadline and no one has said anything yet. Can I push it further? Maybe I should.
Maybe you should always push it further.
The lights go out at midnight. Then it's darkness. Just you and the room. And you're not really sure if that's even there. Alone in the dark.
If a tree falls in space -- pulled into orbit by gravity -- and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
What is the sound of one fool clapping?
If chess is an intelligent man's game and checkers is for fools, then what about Risk?
Fifteen minutes past deadline and no one has said anything yet. Can I push it further? Maybe I should.
Maybe you should always push it further.
The lights go out at midnight. Then it's darkness. Just you and the room. And you're not really sure if that's even there. Alone in the dark.
If a tree falls in space -- pulled into orbit by gravity -- and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
What is the sound of one fool clapping?
If chess is an intelligent man's game and checkers is for fools, then what about Risk?