Self-guided therapy tour, random observations, social commentary, and some compelling evidence that I need a hobby.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Gold Star
Even as I browse the internet seeking receptacles for my disposable income, I think of tomorrow and wonder if it is time for a vacation or a new job. I think it is a cry for rest or change when my greatest accomplishment is getting to sleep without struggle, and arriving at work on time showered dressed and presentable. I've got to be honest, I really think it's so awesome that someone should give me a gold star or something. If working out against yourself burned calories and built muscle, I would be freaking ripped.
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