I feel spent now. Drained.
Something very different from the feeling of fatigue I often feel.
I don't know what the hell else to do.
Why why why why why am I trying so hard to rationalize with those cowards?
Why?
Why am I still here?
What is the point to this?
There must have been a sort of checks-and-balances routine created somewhere that would let me decide to quit.
I mean, there has got be a time when I rationalize with myself and I say "Kerry, you are never going to successfully rationalize with those cowards. Those cowards are never going to listen to you and follow your sound direction."
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 04:36 AM Pacific Time USA Monday 30 July 2012
