Priorities

The workaholic in me always wins. Almost. It did today… missed out on a great Thanksgiving dinner because of work. I suppose it’s not really my fault since it’s crunch time at the studio, but still. Makes me sad. I suppose if I died today, my tombstone would read: Workafuckingholic.

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