Work it.

Finding motivation to sit still for five minutes and start the brutal undertaking of rewriting a business plan for the fannie packs. Emotion-heavy nonsense is distracting. I just want to get things done, and all this emo bullshit is preventing that from happening. There has to be a way to eliminate it--I must find it.

Reading Kerouac quotes for inspiration. Trying to be one with the moment. A little difficult with such heavy thoughts. Everything will work out exactly how it should--I take solace in this school of thought.

Going to try to work for the next several hours solid...Go out, socialize and keep on keeping on this project. A lot of work--Daunting. Will be so gratifying when I finally finish this project. Its been 2 years in the making...

• He saw that all the struggles of life were incessant, laborious, painful, that nothing was done quickly, without labor, that it had to undergo a thousand fondlings, revisings, moldings, addings, removings, graftings, tearings, correctings, smoothings, rebuildings, reconsiderings, nailings, tackings, chippings, hammerings, hoistings, connectings — all the poor fumbling uncertain incompletions of human endeavor. They went on forever and were forever incomplete, far from perfect, refined, or smooth, full of terrible memories of failure and fears of failure, yet, in the way of things, somehow noble, complete, and shining in the end. This he could sense even from the old house they lived in, with its solidly built walls and floors that held together like rock: some man, possibly an angry pessimistic man, had built the house long ago, but the house stood, and his anger and pessimism and irritable labourious sweats were forgotten; the house stood, and other men lived in it and were sheltered well in it.