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If this keeps up I'm going to reinstate the two hours of angst. As it is I feel like it should go away if I think about it enough, figure it out enough, worry at it enough, write about it enough. I don't know. They days themselves are up and down. I am so determinedly ...I dunno.
I feel like it wants something from me. What does it want? Should I fight? Should I resign myself utterly, submit and show my belly? Should I take decisive and competent action? On what front? Should I wait it out? Should I excise or embrace? If I knew, if there was an answer, it would be easier. So, patience is called for, I suppose, and waiting to see. I am so bad at patience.
To think I am sometimes so peaceful.
I feel like it wants something from me. What does it want? Should I fight? Should I resign myself utterly, submit and show my belly? Should I take decisive and competent action? On what front? Should I wait it out? Should I excise or embrace? If I knew, if there was an answer, it would be easier. So, patience is called for, I suppose, and waiting to see. I am so bad at patience.
To think I am sometimes so peaceful.