my name is michael, and i am a workaholic. literally. i can’t stop working.
part of this unfortunate truth is a result of my past choices that have led me to a place of near financial ruin. i don’t work simply because i enjoy it, but because i don’t have a choice.
i need the money. so i work. to pay the bills, to begin the long climb out of debt. and i’m on my way.
i work. every single day. two jobs. all day, every day. i work.
i also work because i enjoy it. it brings me purpose. i like to produce things. results. i get energized from destroying ‘to do’ lists. the more i get done, the better i feel.
but not today. Continue Reading…