Working on this while working at the Rat…

Working on this while working at the Rat Race is difficult to say the least. Did I mention I also have a life? I’m not talking about dating and having beer with the buddies – I’m talking the real deal, house, wife kids and pets. I’ve got a lot of stuff to keep up with. Man, if I was 20 and lived in my parent’s basement, this would be a no-brainer – the main challenge would be to get my hands off my weiner. Now, many years after leaving my parent’s cocoon, this is harder than freaking brain surgery.

But that’s ok… I’ve been through much-much worse than this and made it out in one piece. I remember the feeling back then – it used to feel like I was dancing on a high wire with no safety net. No margin for error – I couldn’t get sick or take a break. I have to admit every once in a while I miss the feeling: Man against the world, pedal to the metal, to the wire, dancing on the edge of the razor, sword of Damocles over my head, aligning the planets for either success or the most epic fail ever seen.