Life Will Happen to You, Build Your Bridge and Get over It.
After coming off a horrible year of unemployment, and what was probably the worst depression of my life, I was offered a job in AZ. Exciting, right?
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March 29, 2018
False Comfort Among the Pale Grey Souls of the Martyred. {poetry}
Truth... a fault line to build your pale eggshell house on,
and now that I’ve begun to grow old
I can finally see that I was
never quite able to grow up.
Shouldering a Burden: Blending Metaphor with Hindsight.
Perhaps the weight of my 'judginess' and self-induced martyrdom, among other things, finally became too much burden for my shoulder to bear.