Working hard enough and going from event to event quick enough to get wind burn on my knuckles.  I do stop and smell my coffee.  I pray to be on the path to help who I can help.  I get down on myself about the deadlines I have to meet, and the meetings I've gotten myself into.  Then again- would I have any if I hadn't given things up to a higher power?  So here I am, with the liquor obsession no longer.  Given a choice to run my own show, what would I do with it?  I'd be stumblin lost grandios without the will to go.  Why should I be afraid for the heap of work I have upon me?  The Createss does not choose the qualified, she qualifies who she chooses.

7m' 22d'