Busy, busy, busy. Aims let me push my capabilities to the breaking point. I could work for hours. I could work until my brain is so jumbled up I read ‘the’ as ‘theme’. And I do. I try to motivate myself, but my mind muddles too quickly. I find it hard to formulate sentences and it’s even harder to read them.

So I try a different approach. I pace myself. But the problem is I reward myself too often. I need to find a balance. But even that is easier said than done.

There are not enough hours in the day. I have so much to get done and only a tiny space of time to do it. I have too many commitments; I don’t even know what I consider work or a break anymore.

Busy, busy, busy. The world won’t wait for me. Everything is busy, busy, busy.


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