I’ve steered off course and now have too many balls in the air. I’m exhausted physically and back to my old ways of not enjoying and appreciating the precious moments I have. I should be ashamed.
Fortunately, I find that doing these “reviews” of my progress generally prevents me from going too far in the wrong direction. The symptoms have amplified over the last few weeks. When I’m reading to catch up on my studies, my mind strays to the possibilities of my next blog post. When I’m writing my next post, my head does permutations of strategic options for my current marketing campaigns at work. I worry that I’ve taken on too much and I see no escape in sight. Therefore, I’ve revisited my application for Post A Week on WordPress. Since I started in January, I have been posting at least 2 times a week consistently because of my impulse to give 110% to everything. I don’t regret it– it got me closer to my readers. However, it’s post a week, ladies and gentlemen. I will only post a week from now on.
I may be talking rubbish. You may indeed find me posting thrice a week at some point. It will mean that I’m back to my old self-frustrating ways. Most people run on blood but once in a while, I get a drum of diesel. Like a wind-up doll, I can be impulsive, energetic and unstoppable until of course, the wind gets knock out of me. I want to be reaffirmed in who I am not what I do or achieve.Welcome to an instalment of one of those times when I run out of my diesel and reach for a pint of blood.