I have exactly five minutes to write until the kindergarten teachers take over the staff room. I chose the picture above strictly for its color.
Choosing the Sane Thing
As usual, my commute conversation with Eleven provided fodder for a weeks worth of cogitation. We talked about those times when life seems overwhelming and you think that it would be easier to go crazy than to continue discharging your obligations. At which point, in a strange moment of clarity, you realize that if you take the "crazy" route, there might be a time in the future when you can't make the sane choice. So there is nothing else to do besides getting out of bed and going to work, or school, as the case may be.
Wednesday, December 7, 2005
Writing from Mutton
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