I have spent more time in the hospital lately than I have in my entire life thusfar combined.
I've missed weeks of work, and dealt with a lot of unpleasant shit.
But, I've also accomplished more than I have in almost a year now.
Why? Because I wasn't slaving away at a 9-5 for at least a week straight.
I got stuff done.
I built props.
I played games.
I lived.
And it's here I draw a conclusion -- there is no substitute for living a dream.
The sooner I can stop living in a fantasy world (the shop), the better.
