I’m a pig in shit,
then the day starts,
and,
I’m a pig dealing with shit.
as the sun breaks and the day wakes
My mornings are a state of Ahhhh Blissstooo
I wake up very early.
Walk to my Sage Coffee Machine like (it’s actually a fucking blag) (shodda got an Nespresso machine)
Load the mutha fucka up with caffeine NUCLEAR BOMBS.
Then I read and write and write and read for hours and hours and hours.
Submerge
Deeper.
Deeper.
Deeper.
Creative Nirvana, Top Banana
Then the “actual” day starts.
This Little Pig Shit, becomes a Whining Little Swine, in need of a glass of wine.
Issues
Issues
Issues
Issues
For many white moons, this was a irking black death frustration.
The more I accept the Shit is Gunna Hit The Fan, the more I’m a Fan of The Shit.
Starting your own business, you fizzingly oscillate between:: Heaven & Hell.
Your Fun Needs Fortitude.
If you’ve started a business where you love being creative. I’d highly recommend reading this essay by Paul Graham
It really changed the way I set up the day.
Hope you have a lovely weekend folks
Popey