Piss poor

One day, when I am big I am going to work out what it is that I want to be.  It seems that most of the things I have done I have been reasonably successful, but I have got distracted, disinterested, and become poor at what I was doing.  Run out of motivation because, as I like to tell myself, it is not what I really want to do.  Because what I really want to do is write.  But today I got a bit despondent as I re-read something I wrote last year, and it wad poor.  Piss poor really.

Strangest thing, fearing confrontation.  I guess I worry that I might appear foolish.  I guess I worry I might burst forth with nonsense.  Even when the confrontation is something so minor as taking back a slightly soiled product, even when all I have ever done when working in a shop is enjoyed the chats with customers.  But I didn't want to do it, spent half a day avoiding it then it was easy when I did.  Strange.

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