Right at the moment I’m so fucking exhausted because I have six million fucking things going on in my life. Every time I get 5 minutes to myself my brain is so fucking active that it can’t stop thinking about shit that I could be doing at that the exact moment instead of nothing so basically the only time I’m relax is when I’m fucking asleep. Today for example all spare time was spent trying to sort out all the house contracts and shit for my recent purchase so that I can actually move in, add to this the fact that I’m 90% into the process of starting my own online business as a part time project.
Seriously where the fuck does time go when you’re old enough to drink? I remember when I was around 6 it felt like days went on for years and weekends never ended. Now every fucking day flies by and weekends never seem to even come around anymore. I don’t see this changing until I’m like 60 or so when thinking about how close you are to a bathroom is your biggest concern. Anyway once the house site and the side business are done I guess I’ll have way more time to do whatever I want to do so until then more coffee and beer seems the only solution.