I am back on strike. I have found a job that will allow me to lurk in the shadows and contribute only when absolutely necessary. I couldn’t deal with having two sides of me it was destroying me. A friend of mine today asked me why I never seem happy. I told her that it was because I feel, “as if I have the weight of the world on my shoulders.”
I do feel that way. I feel that no matter how hard I scream, yell or pound my fist nobody listens to the message…
The Message…
I sometimes feel like I have lost sight of what it is I am trying to do. If I can convince one person that “the crash” is coming and that they need to prepare I will fell as if I have done something…
But at what cost…
At some point I am going to have to unplug a little and start focusing on my own preparation. I feel that I am in a position now to be of some use but am I fully prepared?
Complete Preparedness is a myth…
I almost believe that but shouldn’t I at least try to achieve complete prepardness?
And what is that…
I am not doing this all night with you. You are a figment of my imagination. You don’t exist.
Okay, if that is how you want it…
Back to reality (and sanity)…
Instead of shrugging and going under completely until the end of time, I adjusted the weight.
(I have lost my damn mind)
Urbane (err… He doesn’t exist anymore)
~A
(more on the ~A at a later date)
