I've survived New York. I have more interviews. I now have options.
I am so stressed I could pull my hair out and rip my scalp off with it.
I have so much to finish... so much to refine... people to please... deadlines to make... places to fly to.
I dunno what to do. I don't know if I'm handling things right. I need to not wait for someone to tell me "good job." I've learned that will never really happen.
Tomorrow I'm working a lot... like a lot a lot. My IP project cannot be a flop. I don't want it to be.
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