Tuesday, April 26, 2005

stop

One minute I am great. I am living my life, feeling good. The next minute I am drop-kicked by doubt. My extremities actually get cold. This feels terrible, almost to the point that I want to get out of this car at a stop sign. At a rolling stop even.

1 comment:

Max said...

I think I know how you feel. I can be strong, even powerful and confident for a week straight and it can only take one insignificant whiff of rejection in whatever shape or form and I descend into some boyhood past sense of despair or abandonment. fortunately just as easily, whoohoo! the sun is shining!