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So much I want to do

There is just too much on my mind. At all times. And it seems to have gotten worse as I do not have more cases to read, not deterred by the fact that I have exams in less than 48 hours. I know, reading that book last night did not really help.
So in one of these discussions about Social Enterprise that I attended, someone recommended a book called “Leaving Microsoft to Change the World”. It is written by John Wood who, after realizing the dimension of the illiteracy problem in Nepal vs. the dimension of the problems he used to have such as will Microsoft beat IBM or not, left Microsoft to create Room to Read. I opened the book at midnight, thinking I would have a quick read before an early night of sleep and, an hour and a half, some tears and strong heart beats later, I realized how much it moved me. If I ever have any doubts whether I am going in the right direction, a moment like this makes it all very clear to me. He has not even left Microsoft yet and I can already feel the thrill, the excitement and the fear of doing so. Yes, the fear. The unbearable and unconditional fear of taking such a risky step.
I closed the book and I was not even slightly sleepy. In the dark, my heart beat and the running train of my brain took over the silence I needed to sleep. I closed my eyes strongly, and kept repeating to myself that everything would be ok. I put myself to sleep with the pray that I will find a way to make it work.
I did get my sleep, slightly agitated, but my brain has not stopped yet. As I started to draw my plan for next year, another a thousand ideas cross my mind. Meetings I want to have, projects want to develop, people that would engage on it. And it makes me nervous to think about it. It agitates me so much that I can not listen to this professor, as much as this review would be helpful for my exam. There is only so much to time to think and act. Where do I start?

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