So it's 23:13 and I must say that I am miserable. Thoughts have taken control of my mind. I mean- there's literally (not literally) a prison riot going on right now. Thoughts of success and failure. The burden that comes with being an entrepreneur is heavy but necessary. Friendships and relationships are constantly evolving and ever changing. What do you do when you are at war with yourself? When every decision that you make could very well be catastrophic? So you know what I'm about to do? Rearrange my closet and drink wine until I inevitably fall asleep. Whew, chile. The ghetto.
