Passion

What does it mean to be passionate about something? I asked myself this recently. As I ponder on this question many things and events come to mind. I think of the many mornings that I arrive home from working a double shift and have only 5 hours before the shifts start over again. Should I get some sleep or should I work on this idea that I got while working at that Nine to five....well in my case 11pm-6am.

I pull in the driveway with all of these ideas in my head and loving the fact that I am about to empty these ideas onto my computer. The excitement mounts as I take a seat in front of my computer. As I set to start working on these concepts and tweek my business plan my stomach is growling from hunger. I say to myself I will work on this for about 15 minutes, get up to get something to eat, take a shower and get about 3 and one half hours sleep. The game plan is set in my mind so I get to work on my million dollar ideas. One hour and 30 minutes in...O.K I will work on this for 20 more minutes then I will get up and get some sustenance.

The ideas are flowing I am in a zone, this is going to be a masterpeice...an added benefit to an already great concept. 2 hours 30 minutes in...that's it I have got to eat. The hunger pains have subsided so I'll just tweek this a little more. Four hours in but it only fills like an hour.

At this point I realize that I only have an hour to...fix something to eat, shower and get 45 minutes of sleep before I have to return to the job. But that was just the Graphic part, now I have to tweek the marketing part of th plan and redue some numbers in the proforma. This won't take long. The fact that I have been repeating this same routine for an entire year has finally dawned on me. I gave myself 12 months to get this thing together before I start implementing the marketing and selling part.

Is the year up already? Now it is time to hand my baby over to the experts for nationwide and then worldwide distribution. But wait, I just realized something, I have to build the brand name in my home state and area first. This is when I have the epiphany...this could take 2-3 years. I can continue my routine. A feeling of happiness rushes through my mind. This should be disturbing because I am not making any money with my routine. Am  I afriad to let my baby go......am I addicted to my concept or am I a perfectionist.

These are the things that plague my thoughts.  Is passion and insanity cut from the same vocabulary cloth...I ponder this. Come to think of it I need to get up, eat and take a shower.....MAN, I am only going to get only 1 hour of sleep before I go back to work. See what I mean.  

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