It's 10a. I've spent the last 90 minutes awake and in bed. MySpace is the bane of my productivity. I am listening to some music, though. I gotta call on apartments today. I gotta get my work shit together, too. Bleh.
I'm 29 now. I'm trying to sort this whole life thing out. Trying to sort out the perpetual mental Battle Royale that is 'dreams vs. obligations.' I still don't know what the point is, but I have an idea about what it isn't. The road to 30 will be to figure out how to shift focus to what's important. When I know, you'll know.