And feelings of inadequacy are at full hilt…
I want to flee.
[I was going to say that I want to lace up of my sneakers and flee, but I never actually want to lace up my sneakers.]
I can’t focus on job postings. They could be written in hieroglyphics (which I, in case there was a question, don’t read). Meanwhile a thundering voice screams:
I JUST WANT TO BE DONE WITH THIS.
Which is not the attitude that makes unyielding tasks less unyielding.
So when the morning hours of the Today show are over and I’ve completed this post,
[The writing is key because it helps neutralize that thundering voice of dissidence.]
I’m going to fix something warm to drink, and make it day two of Seabiscuit Helps With Job Research.