Original Photograph from Flickr
click for more
Getting the words spoken was so hard, so very hard, I thought I would not be able to say them, I thought I would be met with scorn, i felt the adrenaline trickle then flow, I knew my hands would start shaking, and still I spoke. I didn't say it as best I could but it was said. Now I suspect it will make no difference, who knows
Spirit of Mediocrity
Distinctly mediocre, what is this tedium,...