I woke up early this morning, like way too early with hundreds of questions on my mind that didn’t have answers. I prayed, left it alone, and got out of bed. I figured since I was awake, I should make use of the time.
I sat at my dining room table, editing my book (yes, I finally finished it) and waited for my phone to ring for a conference call about…well…me and this book and my goals for this book.
It was weird having a business call about me. Business can be so personal sometimes, especially when your mind is the product. It struck me at the end of the call that I don’t share my future goals with anyone besides Sugar. The fact that I expressed them to someone knowing that what I was really asking her for assistance with helping me achieve them was surprising and completely out of character for me.
I like being in control of my own destiny. I like being able to say, I did that without having to give credit to anyone (besides God). We all need a little help sometimes though…
That meeting really set the tone for the rest of my day. Here I sit at my day job and I don’t want to be here. I love the company, I don’t like the work… Or should I say I don’t like it in comparison to what I’d rather be doing, which is writing. I don’t know that there is any job out there that would make me happy right now. I’d rather be making my dreams come true.