Jan 16, 2006 18:54
Stress.
I've been trying to release the valves, but it keeps backing up. I've got some big decisions to make tonight, and I'm not exactly sure what to do. Either I take a risk, or I accept my physical limitations. I'm backed into a corner and I need to decide just what I am going to do with my next few months. I hate not knowing the answers. I hate having no clue what to do. Maybe I'll just listen to the luckiest until I pass out and make my decision tomorrow. Maybe I already know what I have to do. I just want life to go right. I want people to be happy. I want to see smiles. I want to know that I've made a difference, even if it is only momentary, temporary...
I don't want to make the wrong choice.