Mystic flux

Hitting the road, to the horizon we go 90 mile an hour, too much money to blow Feel the wind in the hair, blue skies so fair Life flies by, days and nights is a blur Eyes catching all, the scene's passion to stir Burning Hi-test, in the dust are all the rest Forever we go, with no destination we know The dreams all will fade, the scars we have made Chasing ever on to find our elusive horizon.

While I take great satisfaction from the writing I post here, the status of my life makes it difficult to produce the work this blog deserves and was insired to be as evidenced in the early posts. Please welcome The Electrified ADD Brain!   electrifiedaddbrain.blogspot.ca I pray that someday the divine juice will flow through me again for to have loved and lost is.... Sadly, not of my experience.

The day started with a new product idea, hands down, the best I've ever had.  I got up at a decent time yet still managed to arrive 10 minutes late for work. I started my day knowing that I had to take control of the CAMH project and make sure that everyone had what they needed to get it done. With zeal and hyper-focus I attacked my day, juggling the education of my proteges, the need to advance my portion of the project and the needs of myriad other projects in the shop. I had altercations or near altercations with no less than 5 individuals, (several of them twice) I had a long debriefing with my boss to ensure that he understood where I was coming from and to assure him that I did realize that I was an asshole but also that I was working on it. I let him know a few of the ways he could help me by removing some of the little things bother me. I got home, told my father about my idea, told him it would be my first million dollars, heard my mother say in the kitchen, speaking ...