I realised now that, according to the school of business manual, I am the perfect candidate for my program. I’m very social. I can talk. I can work. I’m thrive under pressure. I’ve become superhuman when it comes to multitasking and processing my pile of work in a matter of days. I sit in the library and grind away essays, assignments, meetings. Caffeine, Work, caffeine, work, caffeine, work.
Work also makes me less and less human. I’m scared of becoming a workaholic. I don’t feel anything.
So today, I feel like quitting school, going away to somewhere far far away and write music. Maybe just take a walk and be human again. Slow down and feel my heart beating in me. Put it back together.
