Still on the truck hitting thing

I was hit by a truck, and then a big strong dude helped me get up, cleared the dust off my shoulders, and BAM! he slams me right in the stomach. Left hook right in the money.

Again, metaphorically.

Just trying to paint you a picture.

My stomach's been killing me all night. It's much better now. But there's still a little pinch.

I'm juggling a lot of balls in the air right now. A lot of things adding up for the near future. It's weird I don't feel overwhelmed or with that feeling of "I wish I had some time to just relax and do nothing", I get more and more convinced of the "Hard Work mentality" sinking in.

I'm really happy.

Don't get me wrong, I'm still terrified with all this.

But happy.

Confident.

This feels right.