twelve to thirteen
a little anxiety took over me. i've always believed i was calm and collected in all situation but when a client comes in with a last minute request, i get all anxious and feel the need to not disappoint.
and as i sit here, looking out of the window, accompanied by tori amos, i slowly dissipate the palpable waves of nervous energy, reminding myself that i don't have to stretch myself thin. that i don't have to rein in the slack left by others, pick up the mess disposed by some, solve problems long left by fighters who have given up.
my head felt light with this cathartic exercise and as i bid adieu to the apocalyptic year that never came, john lennon sings the closing tune with the perfect solution.... 'strawberry fields forever'...
and as i sit here, looking out of the window, accompanied by tori amos, i slowly dissipate the palpable waves of nervous energy, reminding myself that i don't have to stretch myself thin. that i don't have to rein in the slack left by others, pick up the mess disposed by some, solve problems long left by fighters who have given up.
my head felt light with this cathartic exercise and as i bid adieu to the apocalyptic year that never came, john lennon sings the closing tune with the perfect solution.... 'strawberry fields forever'...