
This is the amount of work I've got going on. I have exactly two weeks to get everything done.
Work has distracted me so much that I left sleep behind, misplaced meals, forgot to smoke.
I can't be bothered to socialize, but I do see people I genuinely like every weekend.
They distract me from my distracting work. Zombies, too.
I've always looked out for self-improvement.
Better things, better this, better that, better company, better skillz, better speed, better things to be better at. I don't compete, I just want to be better at things that I can be better at.
It's a self-improvement thing. I want my own little bubble to be stuffed with more than air.
Two things will be better November onwards. I really hope so.