Morning Motivation

It's 2:37 in the morning. My eyes are a crimson color, back is a little sore, and I'm too tired to formulate comprehensible words. Why am I up? Because my fear of failure looms larger than my desire to sleep. Scripts have not been completed. There are still sponsors who need to be emailed. People have not seen "Blockers Insurance" (posted below). My aspirations create a lot of work for myself and my team, and uncompleted tasks makes this long hard road to prominence a little longer and a little harder.

Yesterday, I received a message on Facebook from a current student at my alma mater, Cheyney University. She thanked me for coming back to my school and giving the students a program entertaining and insightful. Her brief post really humbled me and inspired me to keep working, because people are appreciative. Moments like those push me to reach levels I dreamed of as a kid.

Now I must admit, I am human and I have a few motivational factors that are vain and materialistic. Reaching financial comfort is something I desire. There are a few girls I want to drive past in the Lambo, playing "Forget You" by Cee-Lo Green lol. Most of my goals, however, are from a good place. My mother deserves every thing her heart desires. My belief is that my alma mater deserves a modern-era high profile alumnus to assist in its restoration, and I aspire to be that alum. In order to reach those goals, vain or not, it requires working harder than everyone else. So that's why I'm up...at 3:06 in the morning. Adios.

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