In 4 weeks I have worked approximately 336 hours. That's 84 hours a week, 12 hours per day. No days off.
I'm so glad I had the chance to visit Scotland when I could. It was the calm before the storm. I thought I had experienced symptoms of burn-out before, but this month kicked my ass. I'm not trying to brag about how much I worked; quite the opposite. What I've learned in this time is to set my priorities straight and throw all the meaningless mundane shit out the window. Life's too short to get caught up in stupid stuff.
Things are changing faster than I can keep up with. Some are good, some are painful. It doesn't matter what my feelings are towards them, change is afoot.
I'm scared. I'm excited. I don't know who I am. Maybe a paltry blog post will make things better. Maybe not.
Just focus on what you love. Fight for who you care for. Never take people who matter to you for granted. With a blink, they can be gone forever.