Monday, November 06, 2006

Crud

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.

Crud.
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Elspeth said...

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

November 7, 2006 at 9:53 PM

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