A man with a Gun
Life is divided into unusually short intervals. At least in the modern days. Even a few years ago, time was unlimited. We had hours of leisure. We were not constantly trying to be connected to somewhere, some people, some things. Time was not binding. Speak of a few decades earlier - and time was in days and weeks. A couple of centuries back it was in months and years.
In essence, I have a very short duration to pursue my interest, in between working hard for my daily bread and butter, while giving sufficient time to my family and friends - that I can only produce things like this. The problem with me is I hate working on multiple sessions.
So, I'm a man with a gun, impatient to hunt the big game, just firing away.
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