I’ve felt the need to slow down, to stop working so hard, it’s going to make you sick. I’m stressed. It’s not healthy. I’m missing out. I’ve reached my goal but I’m still not satisfied, what the point.
Well no, just fucken wrong!
Work harder, do more, follow your gut, fuck what people think, embrace the stress and thrive on it.
Accept that no matter what I accomplish I’ll never be satisfied.
Why. Well, It’s who I am, I’ve tried to fight it and create balance in my life. It’s only lead to me feeling unfulfilled. I need to stop thinking and trust my instincts.
I don’t really know what any of this means just yet.
But expect more rants.
Because it’s time to fucken hustle.
And yes this is me biting my sketchbook.