Orchestra.

Work has started to demand a lot of time, energy and attention. The typical me is flooding the brain with simulations and outcomes of the tasks and charting course accordingly. Trying to sync the happenings as much as possible, like a fine piece of music.

There is a voice in the head that says this will consume your time on earth and you aren't realizing it. 

There is also a voice in the head that says this actually is the right way to live. 

Works of great authors await my attention. 

Tempus fugit. 

Nothing (really) matters. 

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