Thursday, October 31, 2013


“Pessimism becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy; it reproduces itself by crippling our willingness to act.”
Howard Zinn, You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train: A Personal History of Our Times

Yep. You got it right. Bok-bokbok-bok-bok. Chicken.

An effing chicken is what I effing am.

I'm paralyzed with the fear of rejection. If pessimism was a slow-acting poison, I'm now reaping the side-effects.

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