It's one of those mornings when you know it is going to be one of those days. At the end of this day I'm almost positive I will want to pull out what little hair I do have. Arrrrgghh!
I read a quote yesterday that said "life is what you get when you are born, living is what you do with it." What's living, I'm still trying to figure it out. Some would say what I'm doing is living; oh well - I'm thankful that at least I have life enough to continue trying to live or find out what living is about.
On the brighter side it's Friday and that means I don't have to see the office again until Monday. Until then I'm off to do what I get paid for - annoying my co-workers.
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
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