The Plague has found me again. It struck in the middle of the night. But I still felt certain, until 6:30 this morning, that I'd be going to work. So much for that. Also, so much for my very firm declaration that I would make it to capoeira tonight, come hell or high water.
Now I need to decide if I'll be going in tomorrow. I'm not sure I can make that kind of decision. Too much pressure. Too much uncertainty.
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