I feel so overwhelmed because I still have A FUCK TON of work to do.
I’m frustrated because I’m tired of reading about technology beyond my realm that hasn’t been invented yet…and have to write like 8 pages on it.
And more writing to come.
And the damn plane isn’t even flying yet.
I’m close to imploding because it doesn’t seem like anyone can sympathize with what a pain in the neck this is. I just want some fucking comfort and no one seems to really give a shit. Especially you. There are so many things I need to take care of and I’m getting close to breaking down and going nuts.
4 DAMN SHORT WEEKS LEFT.