Time. The eternal enemy. The ageless watcher. The oracular diabolic. And man invented the clock to keep track of time, only to sometimes be trapped within it's sands. This entry is more of a reminder to me, of where i stand, and where i can go.
i've never worked in a place where i have ever felt so small. This, is where i stand - Not really knowing how to do what i should be doing, and what's the right way to do it. My saving grace is i know i've been given countless oppurtunity to make mistakes, and to learn from them, to have a boss who despite his irritation at me, still finds the time to put me back on track, to push me to reach higher standards, and not give up on me. (yet anyway.)
besides the pressure of juggling multiple jobs, the challenge is to push each and every task, no matter how menial, to the very best it can be. "good designers copy, great designers steal," which translates to adding value to a style by adding on to it, giving it a fresher look and feel, to make it mine, instead of a carbon copy.
it's 12:22, i'm in the office alone with the company of music, reflecting on his words of wisdom. i think it's time mental masturbation turns into action.