You dont realise that maybe, just maybe it’s possible that our lives are really just acting out a painting on the largest canvas in the universe.
I love to work. I cannot sit still. I go to sleep with my laptop and wake up with it. That is the only constant relationship I have had in my life. There is an on going train of thought choo chooing in my head that refuses to stop. I used to feel a senseContinue reading “Confessions of a Workaholic”