organizing

organizing is fucking hard.

there are days where i wake up and i'm thinking, "would life be happier and easier if i had an 8-hour day job?"

to put it simply, no.

work is love made visible ~ kahlil gibran

how do i deny this love? with love comes pain, hardship, and effort. so with organizing comes pain, hardship, and effort. all worth it in the end... i hope.