Thursday, June 20, 2013


Standing at my kitchen counter in semi-catatonia, I thought, f*ck this, I really don't want to go to work today.

But then realized some part of me does.

The constructive part, I wondered?

Or the part, like a battered spouse, that keeps returning to the same relationship?

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous7:28 AM

    It's the wussy part. Real Men call work and say," I'm not coming in today 'cause I don't feel like it! And if you don't like it, you can eat my shorts! (Then hang up.)

    Popi (aka, Nobody's Fool)