Fun is fun, but too much work is too much work.
Work has decided to see if they can kill me. This is an annual sport. I must say they’re getting better at it… either that, or I’m slowing down in my old age. They’re getting close, and one of these times they’re finally gonna get me.
Meh.
You know, you can almost track these things by the little bursts of creativity I exhibit. Paradoxically, my initial response to Too Much Work is to go into overdrive, to draw something, to animate something, to create something, just to have some control over something while I’m pounding away on Too Much. Inevitably, I get crunched, and all the superfluous things fall away, leaving only stress and work. I am in this latter stage currently.
All of this to say by way of feeble excuse, everything except work is on hiatus until further notice.
See you on the other side.
