Day 4

A friend called me today asking opinion about investing on his passion and if it’s worth the risk. He wanted to pursue formal training in film making. I understood why he called. I’ve always lived out of compulsion and beyond that, there’s richful experiences of surviving associated risks. I began to question myself how I did it. I didn’t have much to invest just as he has. I guess people have reached out on my sentiments and believed in it.

During half of the day, head started throbbing like hell. I took tylenol and put on herbal concoctions my grandma had me believe was working. It did to some extent. But hours were excruciating I badly want to slam my head against the wall to break the skull.. I feel like synapses are travelling by the fastest millisecond, and every component of its source is insanely overworked, on the brink of brain failure..

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