Spreadsheets And "making A Living" Are Getting In The Way Of My Joy. I Want To Surf, Drink Coffee And
Spreadsheets and "making a living" are getting in the way of my joy. I want to surf, drink coffee and get ripped. I want to meditate, read books and have conversations about tea being the elixir of life. I want to walk barefoot in dense forests and know each flower by name and I mean binomial nomenclature name. I have no interest in sitting in another meeting where we get nothing done and say nothing because people are throwing their weight around. I want to dabble in alchemy. You people are wasting my years, and my patience is so close to zero.
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"Give me your hand. Make room for me to lead and follow you beyond this rage of poetry. Let others have the privacy of touching words and the love of loss of love. For me. Give me your hand."
Maya Angelou, Poetic Justice, 1993
writing playlist: on
google docs: open
mind: ready
Dreams are just dreams until you write them down. Then they become goals.
Pinto JK, Project Management Achieving Competitive Advantage.
If you can dream it, you can do it
Walt Disney
Don't look around, look ahead and don't stop until you get there.
I hope you love something as much as that person's brother loves chocolate milk.
Looks like I'll be sighing my way through the year again.
this is way too fucking relatable
