Here’s me trying to catch my breath amidst the numerous to do and the chaos of the Grindhouse.
I’ll never know how I can manage to 5 things all at the same time.
I know they are expecting a lot from me. I am afraid to fail them, and much ashamed to fail myself.
There are people hooked on drugs or ciggies or negative people — me, I am addicted with my To Do list, with the stress associated with responsibility after responsibility.
I try to get my drive from caffeine, drinking 3 to 4 cups a day. I really don’t care whether it’s the cheap 3-in-1 store-bought variety, or the designer coffee that is (weirdly enough) considered a status symbol among the walking wounded of the corporate world.
I need my caffeine fix in order to survive.