2001-08-08 - 3:27 p.m.
I'm starting to get nervous. To say the least, my plans for the future are starting in earnest. And not a moment too soon. It will be a long hard road, stressful even. But the thought of eventual success is driving me alone, and it's something that I eternally yearn for. The fear of failure will always be there, but it's present everywhere, no matter what I do. If it is going to work out, my life will never be the same again. I'm having reservations now, but it has to be done, somehow. It just has to. Because I can't think of any other way to fulfill my destiny... |