My anxious psyche insists on worrying about something! The new formula: I want to call out of work sick but I can't get in touch with anyone at the office. If I'm not there and they don't know why, I will risk getting fired. Unemployment has replaced failure to graduate. The office has replaced the classroom. Only my ancient fears remain unchanged.
While I continue to struggle with my nightlife problems, I wish you all happy dreams.
"Rainy Night" by Susan Gaissert |
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