In Ireland, the masses are happy to slave away in a job they hate for forty hours a week so long as they can get drunk at the weekend. The stereotype of the weekend warrior is just about the scariest thing I've ever heard. But I couldn't see a way out of it.
My thinking slowly began to change with the dawn of 2010. Maybe the answer couldn't be found, derived or devined. I was the only one who could decide my happiness, the only one I had to answer to when it came to my dreams. The only one who could do anything about it.
This blog is to combat my inherent lazy spirit. By blogging and updating regularly, i'm gonna be keeping my dreams to the forefront of daily thinking. I'm going to be accountable to anyone and everyone who reads this. You'll be the kick up the arse I need when things start to crumble, and I need to refocus. Thanks in advance!
If you have comments, questions or blogs of your own to push, drop me a line or tweet me. I'm always happy to listen!