The time it takes

I've been out in this city by the bay long enough to build and start a dream. Doesn't mean I have to die in the process, just going to take a tad bit more effort to keep my spirit in mind .... Because the truth is when you do something fully .. It tends to take away from other areas in your life.. Quite possibly self expression for example. A current issue of mine; it's hard enough staying on schedule with the workload and goals I've committed everyday of my life to, but remembering that I'm still a crazy fuck who needs to be freed from er' cage More often than not is a separate challenge altogetha -- which might explain my reason for spending my sleep time on efforts to set free these thoughts that have been flying about the inner layers of my mind, fighting for air amongst my squished cerebral cortex in all its brilliant glory: disgusts me, the temperament of my wits, parading around over my sulking creative genes. Pity really; that in the moment I am released from my duties with school work I literally find calmness in my own insanity, that is for me of course my own creativity. But how to channel it, and when? For time is the most valuable asset to my life at this time, over anything else in this world. Too bad it is always ticking away, no matter how much sunlight I am up early enough to expend; it's always just short of a brilliant idea. Guess I will only flourish in my dreams.