Friday, September 10, 2010

Respect my worry.

Work is a second life and a second skin. It's not me, but it is. I'm in here, somewhere. I know the tasks and what they mean to "us," to "we" the company. I'm in it. I used to be a different man but with the same flaws. What's changed in me is the worry.

I'm old enough to know that failure doesn't take a lifetime.

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