For the past week, I had this web development business idea cooking in my mind.

I read forums, learnt lessons, to get me started.

However, as the days passed, I began to procrastinate on it more and more.

Honestly, I was afraid.

I know what I had to do. I that I have the skills.

But I’m so deathly afraid to send an email to a potential client that I saw.

Last night, I opened my camera to do a video journal.

Instead of me relaxing and talking about what happened. I just sat there and became so frustrated as I stared right back at my surroundings

It was messy as hell. As I surveyed the room more, I became more frustrated at the fact that I’m settling my life for less.

It was so annoying to me at that time that I began to take all the fucking garbage in my room and the things that aren’t necessarily garbage. I made the room clean.

No, I removed everything that isn’t necessary.

However, the frustration didn’t go away.

So, I redirected that aggression to something else and made the fucking email that I so dreaded.

I made the email and sent it with no regard. I didn’t care anymore. I don’t want to live like this anymore.

Earlier this morning, I opened my email and saw the reply of the potential client that I planned.

He said yes.

I don’t know what to feel actually. I was happy, but I felt numbed.

I don’t know why, but I just sat there and said meh.