The noon day demon is often much worse on Sunday nights. A full week of widget making looms before me. As a result, Sunday's have become a time of bitter reflection and job postings reading. It's a time of anxiety and irritability. A claustrophobic sense of shortness of time sets in. This is accompanied by an urgent sense of unfinished tasks to attend to. In this time of reflection, I always come face to face with self judgement regarding personal worth in relation to my contribution to society. I used to be so proud of the fact that William means defender. |
Monday, July 20, 2015
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