I spent all day trying to find a place for my friend Emily to stay while she’s here next weekend, and I’ve come with a total of zero places. Zero. I once heard that zero is a placeholder, but clearly, it’s not holding any places around Greenville. Every idea I came up with today was quickly shot down. And there were a lot of ideas! One by one they all tumbled down, like little Humpty Dumptys sitting on the wall of possibility only to fall and crack on the cement of reality.
I dream up plans faster than most kids dream up excuses, which is why I am so shocked at my slump. If this situation were freshman year, I would have repeated it 13x and still failed! I think my brain has malfunctioned. That’s it. I would return it and demand a refund, but I can’t find the receipt.
Discouragement is like coffee. No matter how much you try to sugarcoat it, it still leaves a bitter taste in your mouth. My sugar comes in the form of humor and my cream looks something like metaphors. But I still have the bitter taste of discouragement lingering in my mouth. I need to brush my teeth.
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