I broke the law today. I was tired and while zipping from my overnight job to my first client of the day I turned left on a red light and into extremely busy traffic. I know it sounds menial to some, but one of my close friends was in a terrible car accident and I was amazed at how tired I was that I did that (and remorseful of the fact that the camera flashed – sigh, I will be receiving a ticket in the mail). This past week, but especially these past two days I have been working on redefining hard work. You know when you have a deadline and you go into overdrive to meet it? Well, I feel that I should be on overdrive all time. And I expect much more out of myself then I would of anyone else, I think we all do that though. One of the positive aspects about overdrive is once it is locked into, it’s extremely hard to stop. And that is how I feel about my passions and specifically graduate school. Anytime I’m sitting down I’m thinking about ways to raise money, the next essay I will write, etc. Sometimes it’s about the wonders of the human body in general and other ways that I can change the world. I can’t just lie down and rest my eyes, I feel that if I had time to sit then I also have time to work. These past few days I’ve been operating on 0-2 hrs of sleep (which explains the left turn across two streets of traffic) but its only temporary and I will be able to go back to my 3-5 schedule on a more regular basis soon. I really don’t want to get more sleep then that, 4 hours (for me) is plenty. I believe that, and really this is for everyone, you never know what you can achieve until you set your goal and rise above it. And in order to do that sacrifices will have to be made. But in the end what will be more important – the few hours of sleep or the fact that all those hours of missed sleep accumulated to a dream becoming a reality?
What have you sacrificed to get where you are today?
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