this’ll be interesting.
this’ll be interesting.
I’m sitting here with every browser open full with multiple tabs, my calendar, my weekly planner, a big notepad, my moleskine, Excel spreadsheets, Evernote list, and Twitter stream thinking about how August flew by, September is shot, October is my away time, and Uruguay at some point completely overwhelmed at my inbox staring back at me, requests in line, events to book and promote, people to invite and meetup with, and I am just losing it.
I feel like waking up tomorrow at the break of down, running off to some coffee shop no one knows, and secluding myself for the entire morning until this massive to do list is crossed off.
I’m not crazy, right?
how is it that it’s only going to be July 1st and I’m already lining up new jobs and trips for the end of the summer? I can never have enough money or jobs to make my dreams come true it seems.
tomorrow is a big day.
Tuesday is an even bigger day.
the 17th is the best day.
if you try contacting me in any way and I don’t reply or give you a short answer or seem snarky, it’s because I’m on edge and just want to get through the next 11 days without dumb shit in the way. so asking me stupid little questions really won’t help, especially if they’re not an emergency.
I’ll try my best to not be a crazy person over the next week or so, but if you’ve seen me lately, you know it’s probably not possible.
anyway, just wanted to give you a heads up whether you care or not.
With so many choices it’s necessary to filter out all of the noise, otherwise we face information overload, which can be very overwhelming.
I just realized HOW MUCH I HAVE TO DO in the next 2 weeks before I flee the country. and I maybe JUST MAYBE am losing my mind in the process.
words of encouragement, food, and co-working appointments are now welcome.
I’d really like to tell everyone to leave me the fuck alone for a bit. Doing so many things at once for so many people isn’t going to last. I’m losing my mind here.
officially breaking from work starting NOW.
going to enjoy tacos & thursday night television tonight.
will sleep in tomorrow morning & treat myself to a full yummy breakfast.
then apartment shopping & lounging the rest of the weekend.
well, Barcelona is. after about an hour or so of serious STRESS CITY i recruited some travel geeks to help me book a hostel in Barcelona. I FUCKING DID IT! finally! hopefully this “mixed dorm” thing doesn’t fail me. please God just let this go well for me.
now off to book Madrid hostels.