Do I want to find out? Is it worth it? I consulted my most trusted advisors, my therapists pumping through my speakers delivering just what I need. Because, even if it's not a sophomore slump, it's definitely not worthy of being called the comeback of the year. Not yet, anyway. I'm sick of a lot of things, but I consulted them and they told me (in their own way) that I shouldn't do anything rash. I shouldn't do anything stupid, and granted this is my own interpretation of their words, for I am my own oracle, last time I did this it was frighteningly accurate and I'm going to listen to them.
The know me, and they know my situation even if they don't know me really.
And... I trust them. I trust his words.
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