You're torn in two. Your mouth is insisting that you let that verbal venom fly. Your innate sense of discretion is begging, on bended knee, that you think about the consequences. Fortunately, there's a happy medium. Unfortunately, you won't find it today. Wait until tomorrow to speak.
Oh my my my. This is a common state for me but I am feeling it EXTRA intensely today about a certain situation that involves my daughter, and frozen water, and lots and lots of money. So, I am following advice and keeping my mouth shut.
My fingers will be silenced as well. Damn email.
Monday, December 1, 2008
The war inside 10
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