Friday, February 04, 2011
Then there are weeks like the past one, where there are sick people in your house and basically, no peace because it's public holiday after public holiday and everyone's at home. Yet when you look at your progress, you see you've gotten a staggering amount done.
I have no idea how I did it. Maybe I do strive under pressure. Just like I can't study before there's only one week left to the exam, or just a few days left to submit an assignment - maybe writing too works the same way for me. Stress becomes a catalyst that pushes you to get the job done because it's the only sanity you'll get in all the madness.
Oh well, whatever it is, I'll take it. I'm moving along on my WIP, and I won't scorn that. Or try to analyse too much. Brain's already enough of mush atm.
Happy weekend, all!
From Mauritius with love,