things get rolling...

one catalyst can trigger so much more when given the time. the move up, the move out, and everything in between. people leaving, people coming, its so easy to forget what once was. theres only the present. the past is a haze captured in dreams and memory.
im by far depressed. if anything, these changes have just heightened my sense of time and how fast it moves. since taking over the cafe, one week has seemed like one day, and one day an hour. before i know it, friday has come and gone and my minds still somewhere floating in the pool and basking in sunshine. subconsciousness is two days behind consciousness.
with this sense of time, theres a stronger urge to not lose it. learning is a long process. it is about time when i need to put down all half-ass attitudes, clean up the mess that is my langourous lifestyle. so where better place to start than the ever so hectic cafe? the need to put in short increments of time to do silent work on the planner, the need to talk to three people at the same time while working on a word file and answering the phone, the need to make coffee and check on pizza at the same time while breaking in 2 seconds to receive cash and do the math for the change. ALSO, the mental strength needed to persuade yourself that this is all worth it in the end and what doesnt break your back will eventually mold you into the person you never were.