5:31 PM. Trying not to doze off while in a meeting, CEO seated right in front of me. Picked up a pencil and started doodling on my planner.
Maybe I should just make children’s books and be the next Beatrix Potter.
I wish I could skip a few hundred days at work and still have my job when I get back. I feel like I’ve lost the spark, I find myself working in tiny flickers of inspiration and it’s not satisfying at all.
It doesn’t feel the same anymore.