And I feel strangely tired but with a craving for some light drinks. Beer would be good. And claypot rice.
Work has been intense, running on a few hours sleep for the past 2 weeks. But I still don’t like my work product. It’s sometime tough to be on the creative side because you know it when you are not satisfied with whatever you have come up with. Things worsen when that integrity in you says you can’t submit that nonsense. With deadline drawing close, I wonder, when will that inspiration hit me?
I don’t like the feeling of having to do other people’s work when I’m already up my neck. Sometimes I hope these people recognize the many things that I already have to handle and really register that in their head. Bitching to myself, that’s all I can do to let it out. Hate that.
Like ghost hunting, the more you yearn for creativity, the more it will not manifest.
If I were you, I’ll discard everything and go do something that I have not been doing for a long time. Then, when you least expect it, bam!
Yes, like what Jack said. Paradoxical intent.
The more you aim for orgasm, the more it eludes.
The more you try to get yourself to sleep, the more awake you are.
Sometimes you need to surrender.
Also, sometimes you just need to say no to people with a smile at work. Because you really are busy.