burning eyes. 1.30am.

Every time I think about how lucky I am to have found planning and the Adcenter, I panic a little bit. I don’t know why. Will I be found out? Surely it can’t be fair that I love this so much and will be getting paid for it one day. Surely I’m cheating the system by feeling like I’m playing with toys and having the time of my life all day, every day, and yet it’s still work. But then I realize – this does exist. It’s real. It’s legitimate. I get to inspire people for a living. And that’s when you can see me running up and down the hallways, because I have no idea what else to do with that rush. It’s too strong for me to stand still.