This might be the most cheeky, middle of deliverables I have to attend to, kind of thing. But I’ve been pondering over this over the past few days, and I can’t help but verbalize my thoughts. Typing things that randomly pop on my head.

I’m so in love with everything I’m doing. Things don’t get any easier by the day, I have meetings back and forth, and I have a calendar full of color. Things get harder, but there’s so much peace in starting each thing knowing you love what you’re doing.

It’s so exciting to wake up each morning looking forward to how the day will play out. There will honestly always be tints of anxiety involved whenever I venture into things I can’t “fully grasp” (which of course, is honestly everything), but the feeling of happiness and excitement overpower that.