Time for action

There are times for contemplation where I hide myself from the world to review my past actions. To sit down and lick my wound in the comfort of my own nest, protected from outside criticism. I read, I absorb information and make adjustments in myself for the “supposed” next stage. During these times, I enjoy socializing with friends and picking their brains on some abstract unheard of issues. I read, blog and exchange with fellow bloggers.

Then there comes the time for action, where everyday is a uphill sprint. Timing is of the essence and opportunity would be lost if I don’t haul my ass towards the goal. It’s a time for risk taking and putting myself on the line. During these time, things all have to be scheduled and I am in a constant flux filled with anxiety and adrenaline. I feel guilty for denying my friends the usual meetings in order to indulge in my own pursuit. I only have time to write and record the process.

It feels good to know people that understand this and still stick with me.