Motivation

People may wonder what keeps me going.

How I can leap out of bed in the morning with very little sleep, dash to work and go through a whole day at work with my fingers constantly moving on the keyboard and clicking the mouse, as my eyes dart about the screen while listening to music via headphones.

How a chatterbox like me can concentrate and hardly talk to anyone for about 14 hours a day (I finish about 10pm or 11pm... it'll be nearly midnight with year end in view since system time is going to be extended until 11:59pm) except via the internal instant messenger (I admit that I even IM the person sitting next to me rather than use my voice... which is suffering neglect).

How I can keep on going and going night after night and break my own records.

How I can suddenly become active, talkative and smiling while waiting for the lift to take me out of the office when everyone looks very obviously fatigued.

The answer is knowing what one is working for...

I know it.

And the need for excellence...

I have it.
(I sometimes wished I had less of it but mediocracy does not sit very well with me)

Go! Go! Flowerweed!