I hate the roller coaster of emotions. How can W be so civil and nice like she was just now and so off the handle last night. I wanna tear my hair out when I'm standing pretending to be gentle and calm.
You know what I think you should do - you must do - when you begin to rack your brains with such questions and thoughts?
You must retain faith that you can prevail to greatness in the end, while retaining the discipline to confront the brutal facts of your current reality.
Least that's what I read somewhere
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
