Beer at my Desk

Beer. At my Desk. Drunk at work.

My head hurts from having my hair pulled up all day. Perhaps it is from the abundance of coffee I have had to ingest to keep truckin along. I will have to admit, that this beer is a nice break from my normal corporate day.
There are many other things I could be doing with my time. It is a constant battle for me to even show up when I could be playng piano, writing, or doing a thirty other things besides being stuck behind my desk.
I feel inspired since my trip, in many different ways.

I have a couple of really big projects I have started since I got back. They are still in Top Secret Stage, only the parties involved + me knows whats up. Im feeling good about this though. (Im being optimistic here, folks.)

With these new projects comes a bunch of fears and worries, but you know. I am learning to overcome this. I will not let this control me anymore.
These fears come from the environment I grew up in. Its over. I am living in the now, and have moved past the past.

Isn't it amazing how a beer at work can bring up all these thoughts, isn't it?

Ani DiFranco puts it so well:

"I've got a lack of inhibition
I've got a loss of perspective
I've had a little bit to drink
and it's making me think
that I can jump ship and swim
that the ocean will hold me
that there's got to be more
than this boat i'm in"