Friday, April 3, 2009

Irrate

I feel a little safer at work. It still doesn't mean that I submit applications and say that I totally agree to a statement that doesn't make any sense. I won't know until I speak with my supervisor again. Nothing will be held to account that I did the best that I have ever done.
I think people are tempted to skin Echo. We had a weed barrier that was just put down and the dog tore it up. Good thing I wasn't home because I would have caught the son of a bitch.
Right now, I also feel reluctant to be expressive. Everything is being misconstrued. I cannot be myself. I have to be completely silent.

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