“I do not like myself”
The thought comes unbidden as I stand, staring at an empty hallway. I maintain equanimity; it is no judgment and I do not dispute its truth. The words invite contemplation however, and I turn the sentence over, examine it, as if exposure would reveal its source and stir some, no – any, emotion. Yet I am detached.
Later, looking down at the student swirl a wave of incalculable tiredness descends. Today, I will go through the motions.
The_Voice // Sep 22, 2006 at 1:22 pm
Buck up, chum :)
Masurium // Sep 24, 2006 at 3:37 pm
Don’t worry, be happy?