Fulfillment on crack
I’ve spent the past week or so cooped up in my room, juggling resume spamming, corporate research, scheduling phone interviews between time zones totalling 15 hours of time differences (with and without daylight savings time), writing thank you notes, completing assignments, skip- er, attending lectures, investigating 3D mesh animation, climbing walls, cooking, cleaning, and eating. I’ve been working or being otherwise ridiculously productive for between 10 and 18 hours each day. I finish assignments while waiting for emails to download, I write blog posts while the professor moves between slides, and I implement linked queues in C++ between mouthfuls of barely cooked pasta. I’m also thinking about getting a job.
I’m more productive right now than I’ve ever been before in my entire life, and it might actually kill me. There’s something satisfying about talking to californian representatives at 4am, waking up 5 hour later, and wondering how many physical limitations you’re going to ignore the next day.
Mr. Shim recently posted a little introspective piece, and I can see where he’s coming from. I’m different, though, because my streak of productivity will be shortlived.
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wow, I wish I can be even half as productive as you right now. Even if it “kills” you, you can look back and say “it was worth it” =P
The secret is to have a neverending list of things to do, and be totally and completely unable to complete the list, but yet having everything on that list be so earth-shatteringly important that the thought of not doing it makes a little part of you wither and die.
Someone should write a book. About this, I mean.
I thought your rock climbing was to train you for such experiences – you can do more than you thought you could!!!
See, this I always thought I could do. I just didn’t want to.