It’s been a busy week. My work responsibilities have increased, teaching keeps me busy twice a week, and I’ve been gearing up for my Halloween Party this Saturday.
Not a terrible situation. But tiring. I read about folks who work for fourteen hours a day, with great passion, and I wonder where their energy comes from.
Which makes me realize: I want their energy. I envy it. I want to be creating for sixteen hours a day, and I mourn my inability to do that.
And I wonder if it’s a skill to be learned.
I sure hope so.