He's only focused on what he wrote
his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds
the skill of an artist
--Fort Minor
This is it. This is the month I finish the skin care app. This is the season I get my life back. Volleyball is over. Salsa is on hiatus. Dating and fucking are off the table, physical fitness went out the window and sugary caffeinated diabetus is back on the menu. And for reasons I won't go into here, I don't even have to pretend to work at my day job for the next few weeks.
Its all just eating, sleeping, and working, and procrastinating. Due to mental exhaustion, twelve hour days are a thing of the past, but I am still making good progress, and I have found an incredible life hack when it comes to procrastinating: do it mostly when you're faced with a design decision. I think even when my mind is elsewhere, some part of it is still working on the problem, and then a solution will just pop up. And then the procrastinating doesn't even cost anything because work still got done.
This is the final push. There remain many challenges, but they are all smaller than what I accomplished earlier this summer, and I'm unstoppable. I'm going to dive into each one, one at a time, until they are all solved. Then I'm going to tackle a huge checklist of smaller shit to be done before publishing. And then I have to move apartments. And then September ends.
After that, its all hookers and blow.
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