I already dream about

the moment when my inbox will stop to receive all kinds of company crap and will be full of emails from the kids and with gig announcements, album announcements, presale announcements and confirmations, pictures for print and stuff for brainstorming. 

I will love that Inbox. I will leave the 7348 unread emails as a reminder of what it used to be for some time and then when I’m no longer nostalgic, every single company email will go to the bin. 

This is the first time in years when I feel healthy scared - the type of scared that makes you do great things, go for it - run-for-the-hill, shoot-for-the-stars kind of crap. 

It’s overwhelming. 

I love it.