I currently have so much work that life is being cancelled to allocate time for more work.
It all reminds me of that photo exhibition I posted about last night. It was exactly like this – I had an idea and within no time I was responsible for a hugely ambitious project that grew by itself as I was working on it – I had to do everything from scratch on my own, I was almost losing the grip, but in the end it all turned out really well despite heavy snow storms and other obstacles.
I know that it’s not healthy, but I also know that I have no other choice. Luckily, I don’t suffer and actually work better under pressure, considering the fact that dealing with the deadlines that are breathing down my neck right now will keep me far from not only distractions but also necessities.
But I’m not leaving the blog. The blog is my coffee-brake, my moment for reflection, my loyal friend in all storms. It takes me no more than five minutes to write a post like this and what I get in return is an eternal diary post that I one day can go back to if I wish to be reminded about my life in this stage, about this feeling, and about my priorities.