Email & the healing powers of social interaction.
Here I am again, at the end of another day doing nothing.
I’m trying small successes as a way of building up to bigger things .
Work isn’t going well. In fact it isn’t going at all. I am worried.
Days continue long, uneventful and boring.
I can change things, I don’t but I want to. I think.
I feel like I am trying to get up on a treadmill that is going too fast for me.
Small steps. The path, how ever long it may be, is still conquered via the same method.
I will find my friends again. Just because they are not here, doesn’t change that fact.
Electronic mail. The choice is mine. I can choose the action but I cannot change the outcome.
