I think I've prematurely become an old man. It's Friday night at 10pm - Some people down on the street are walking around wearing shiny silver plants, sunglasses and vests with no shirt, replete with various plastic jewelry, yelling, and I'm sitting at my desk ready to dive into an ocean of work. Somehow I feel completely normal about it. Someday all of this work is going to pay off.
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procrastination,
reflections
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Oh, it will, Frank. One day you'll look back and be glad you did it. I'll be your personal cheerleader.
Gooooo Frank!
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