Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Tomorrow is Thursday. Critique day. Another day that I have to get up and face a situation I can no longer adequately tolerate, but for which I have no acceptable solution. (No, not the critique. Silly.)
I'm done, but I can't stop yet. Moreover, when I do stop, I'll have to immediately start again. It's not a change I need so much as a break. But vacations don't work all that well for me. I can't leave off doing something for a while and then come back to it ready to go again for another year. If I can't stand it, I need to not try anymore.
*Sigh* I'm bitching now. That's not productive or helpful. I'm just afraid that, no matter what I do, I'll just find myself back here in a year or two. I think perhaps that's the thing that I can no longer adequately tolerate. Of course, it's also the thing I can't change.
Heh. Got to buy that lottery ticket.
PS. Note to self: get new mood icons. These default one suck.
I'm done, but I can't stop yet. Moreover, when I do stop, I'll have to immediately start again. It's not a change I need so much as a break. But vacations don't work all that well for me. I can't leave off doing something for a while and then come back to it ready to go again for another year. If I can't stand it, I need to not try anymore.
*Sigh* I'm bitching now. That's not productive or helpful. I'm just afraid that, no matter what I do, I'll just find myself back here in a year or two. I think perhaps that's the thing that I can no longer adequately tolerate. Of course, it's also the thing I can't change.
Heh. Got to buy that lottery ticket.
PS. Note to self: get new mood icons. These default one suck.