I'm in complete fury-overdrive tonight. Maybe because the realization of having the responsibility over a million other things just doesn't feel fantastic. Now that the company is seriously ready to tip under, I'm at a total loss: the people above pressing down, the people below giving way. No concrete ground at this point to plant any markers.
It's hard to explain sometimes. I don't even know that happens sometimes. Perhaps running away once a while might be quite cool. I'm definitely planning a December solo trip somewhere, away from people, away from things. No baggage, just freedom.
Did I mention how I felt about the bleeding monk in the photo? The world, as we know it, is humanised.
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