>>2009You wake up from the electricity.
Your mind has been racing all night but somehow you slept, you guess.
You solve the problem in your dreams.
When you wake it is just your train of thought
switching tracks.
Picking up the canisters of caffeine for the day, you look at the cashier and wonder
People talk of work like work isn't identity, isn't fulfillment. Her eyes mirror the sentiment.
Maybe you are weird. You pay and leave.
Walking in, you wonder:
Maybe you're lucky.
Maybe the dream job is just beyond "I tried, but you know how it is."
You return home at the end of the day, a sum of problems of your own.
But as you fall into your chair, you feel a peace.
When you hear how someone didn't make it, all you hear is "I stopped at…."
And you dwell on that stage.
Success follows insanity.
