Waking up in the city. its somewhat overwhelming. The people you are going to meet today might already judge you once you walk through a door. So you should wear something nice. I can think of all the things to make my day more productive. But lately I cannot deal with stress or the pressure I put on myself. I figured i will always meet people who are more productive and successful than me. Wiser and more ambitious. I fear I have lost my ambition. My vision of the future used to keep me going. Now I am constantly in the present. It is so regular and plain. Like the walls of my room. Waiting for color. And for excitement.
But I fail to bring that back.
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