Expectations of the World
Staying both unsettled and at peace.
Nothing quite unsettles me like the idea that I have been loafing and complaining while others have been brilliant. This happens most of all when I look in the mirror and call myself shabby, stupid, flabby and provincial. It means I’m disciplining myself into fixing one or more of those problems. This time around, I got a retro haircut that works. My wi…
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