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Wednesday, March 24, 2010

I'm Sitting Here...

...with a splitting headache, drained of just about every drop of human essence that existed in my body at 5am this morning. I am pretty damn empty.. There were the struggles today at work, there were the struggles at home. There were struggles in the media, and struggles even in the weather. There was not a drop of peace to be found anywhere.

It's been an Emily Dickinson kind of day...


WHILE I was fearing it, it came,
But came with less of fear,
Because that fearing it so long
Had almost made it dear.
There is a fitting a dismay,
A fitting a despair.
’T is harder knowing it is due,
Than knowing it is here.
The trying on the utmost,
The morning it is new,
Is terribler than wearing it
A whole existence through.

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