I should have lots to write about. I’ve been traveling for weeks: Atlanta, New Orleans, San Francisco, a convoluted route through London and Istanbul to Israel, then Jordan, and now Cairo. Another day and then I’m off for a day in Miami by way of London and then several days in Brazil, then Seattle, Washington DC, and San Francisco. But mostly, I’m tired.
The lack of regular food, exercise, and sleep has finally caught up with me and I’ve been finding it hard to fight off being sick. I spoke at 11 sessions over the course of a week while trying not to collapse on the floor in fits of unstoppable coughing. I mostly succeeded. Mostly. I tried running yesterday and my lungs just didn’t know what to do. I feel like I should go to the gym tonight, but really all I want to do is climb into bed early and sleep for a really long time.
I have lots of work to do — work I’m excited about actually — but I just don’t have the energy for it. I see the possibility of a light at the end of the tunnel, but the tunnel seems really really long.
And I keep getting caught up in the same contradiction: things are difficult alone: running a business, life… But things are also difficult when you try to do them with other people. But truly, it can be exhausting to try to do everything by yourself.
I’ll get there. I know my life is overwhelmingly good. And I actually feel that, I don’t just know it theoretically. I’ll get my energy back.