Wednesday, July 23, 2008

the recipe


But I guess the question is what did I learn along the way. Definitely that I’m not cut out to survive the existing workaholic gene. It’s a genetic predisposition that tends to drive you to your demise, or at least me – but I know the cure. It’s just a matter of being a good patient and taking my therapy. The doctor’s orders? A healthy dose of sports, a balanced diet of work, hobbies and people, and regularly changing my surroundings. Mental hygiene.

2 comments:

tamarenko said...

I miss your thoughts...

the wolfe said...

i miss them too... :(

... ali BICE!