Why oh why is waking up so hard? I finally woke up at 8 when I'm supposed to start writing and yet I fell back to sleep till 10:30. Why do I keep letting this happen? Where the hell did my will power run off to? Now I have to stuff food down my gut and run off to a class that I'm about to drop. What is even the point of going anymore if I know I'm dropping it?
The goal was to stay in the class till after we finish our group project but every time I email my teammates they don't really get back to me with everything, the last thing I want to do is show up and make an ass out of myself. Every part of me just wants to stay home and write, edit and create. I have so many things that I'm dying to start on and going to class is just a distraction from my real goals. I just don't have the time any more.
When creating an empire do you really have the time for trivial things anymore? I mean I'm not talking about dropping out of school all together, just no longer taking classes that don't move me towards my dreams because anything that isn't moving me closer and closer to my end game serves no purpose.
Jonathan Gutheinz vents about everything under the sun.