The last four days were fun. I stayed hyper focused and got quite a bit accomplished. It felt good. I was getting things done that have needed attention for a while.
Then my brain got in the way. The closer I got to completion the more I realized the truth. It won’t be what I wanted it to he. It’ll be too much work and I don’t know what I’m doing and everyone hates me.
Basic gear stuff. As long as I’m just working towards a goal all by myself, it was great. Accomplishment is a good thing.
My brain doesn’t like that. I must worry. I will fail. Why am I even bothering?
So I stopped.