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I thought I would break.
I felt overwhelmed. Over my head. I thought the pressure to deliver on my own promises would engulf me.
I don’t even remember what I was working on at the time. All I wanted to do was curl up in bed until everyone forgot about me and what I said I’d do. Which would never work, because the only person who was actually tapping her foot and demanding more results was me.
That night, I attended a party where we were all instructed to write notes of encouragement to our future selves. The party organizer would return our letters in six months time.
Frankly, it all felt a little hokey to me, but I played along.
Here’s what I wrote: