My brain seems to go in a million places on a Monday morning. Mondays are hard. Why is there always this little bit of anxiety that comes with a Monday morning? Has it been programmed into us that something terrible is going to happen on that particular day?
Yes! First we start the dreaded school and then the dreaded work and then the worst thought of all, that we have nothing at all to do on our Monday morning. I guess my opinion of all three is pretty clear here. I was never much for scheduling what I love, and learning and working should be things that you can love too. I have yet to find that balance, the things I dreamed of were far beyond me.
I love people with clear purpose and drive. Are you still driven? Do you love what you do? Is there balance in your life?