I'm often in a rush, always trying to do everything on time but always with little time and too much to do.

And I love it.

I love to have something really important that needs to be done before tomorrow night, and finally wait to only do it tomorrow morning.

Don't worried, that not makes me a guy you can't count on, when something is crucial I can give everything so it can be done on time and in the best way I can. If a friend ask me something I can't even think about making him wait, when there's work to be done something asked by a superior, it's the same I'll do anything to satisfy him on time.

But when something is in my agenda but isn't as important as those case, it just make me laugh. Laugh at first when I decide not to do it and call myself crazy, and then laugh again when I still manage to do it.

But now I feel empty.

I had a few important things that had to be done, and they are now. I'm on holidays for 2 weeks. And, for the first time since 3 years, I feel like I've got plenty of time but barely nothing to do.

Of course I have things to do, but they are small personal tasks, they aren't "strong" enough to make me want to delay them, and I don't have task "strong" enough so I can delay them for the small ones.

It might seems kinda illogical, but that's how I work. To me it totally make sense, and I also know that in one day or two I'll think in a total different way and those think will not affect me anymore.

But right now I really feel empty, and the only thing I can't explain is why I'm writing about it, and why does it somehow makes me feel a lil better right now as I type the last letter.