Existential Angst

I occasionally wonder why I do so many things. If I'm just doing my 40 hour/week day job, I feel useless. Listless. Stuck.

Instead of enjoying free time, I just cram more and more onto my to-do list. Writing projects, graphic & web design, publicity, so on and so forth. I'm not sure if I'll ever manage to slow down.

But maybe I will. And maybe the key is a day job that actually pays me to do stuff I love.

I'll find it someday. I hope.