I slept for two hours this morning before forcing myself to get up. All kinds of drama ensued surrounding me trying to get my PO Box but I finally got it set up.
I’m scared. I’m scared all of this will be for nothing. I’m trying to do something good but it’s a major sacrifice and who knows if it will be worth it.
I know plenty of people are thinking I’m crazy too. Well, I AM in a way. The kind of crazy I need to be. I spent the morning passing out fliers. It was crazy having to go up to people and introduce myself and hand them the fliers I made.
I remember writing about this in undergrad, “Handing out fliers is like saying ‘Hey will you throw this away for me?'”
But I still passed them out and spoke about the site. I am so tired and cranky and full of wild ugly energy. Ugh.
I need some rest but there’s no time. There’s too much to do. Too many interviews, meetings and sponsorships to discuss. Too many naysayers to combat who tell me I’m loony for what I’m about to do.
I’m just tired and I need to rest, but there’s no time for that.