Lately, I feel like I’m racing the clock, and the clock is winning.
On one hand, it’s great because I am so inspired and there are a gazillion projects that I cannot wait to work on. I haven’t felt this urge to create and the desire to complete in a while.
On the other hand, it stinks because there just isn’t enough time. And I kind of feel like I’m setting myself up for disappointment because I just can’t do it all, at least not as soon as I want to.
So I am practicing patience once again, and I am trying to make better use of my time, and mostly, I am giving myself permission to work at my own pace. I have to remind myself that I’m not losing. There’s not even a race.