Monday, November 06, 2006


Can't do it.
Can't concentrate.
Don't want to be at work.
Don't want to do this work anymore.
Want to leave.

So why the crap don't you? I hear you say.

Because I'm chicken. And hopeless. And useless.


1 comment:

Elspeth said...

If you knew who walked beside you, Fear would be impossible (from 'A Course in Miracles').