What now babies.

It's Friday but I'm not quite through the week just yet. There's still work tomorrow. The load is heavy, but my shoulders are strong. I'll get through it somehow.

There's so many things to do all the time. And I'm taking it upon myself to make sure everything goes right. It feels right. Like, I'm the most senior one in the team, so I feel like it's my responsibility to push things through. It's also part of my personality; the need to get everything right every single time.

Expect more from others, expect most from yourself, that's what I say.

But working is....it doesn't really feel very important, you know what I mean? I feel like a cog in the machinery. It's not a bad thing to be a cog; to be needed to keep the big picture moving. But I'm just one of MANY cogs.

I want to be the BIGGEST cog. I want to be more important in this world. It's some sort of superhero complex. There are two paths I can go down on: To play the game and be a major player, or to totally separate myself from the game, and be a non-participant.

Which is better? I don't know. But sooner or later, I'm gonna encounter that crossroad. It's going to take me by surprise.

Think of a lovely sunny day at a park. Your walking down this path upon which leaves are strewn around. And then you encounter a fork. You can't see it's end. So what do you do? Some friends go this way, and others go that. Where do you go?