December 2010
3 posts
Nowadays.
i find success hard to come by.
Always Running, Never Looking Back
This may read like an epitaph, a commemorative telling on my behalf. But before this thing gets dated and printed, we’re going to need a few more witnesses. My eyes are weak, so I could never focus on decisions that have left me hopeless. I’ve chiseled my initials in the shovel that I’ve been using to dig my own hole. Driving faster in the wrong direction, convincing them this...
Heads down.
Im struggling with confidence, and that is killing me.