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100 Words

Sunday, December 05, 2004

Cost-Benefit

Busy. Busy. Busy. And all for what? For jackcrap, that’s what. #Thanks to little brothers for new words.# I will crawl into a ball. Maybe cry my eyes out. As if that could help. The tidal wave still looms. It will come crashing. There is no doubt in my mind. And wash me away. Outline the Gonzalez text. Write the paper about my vision for ministry. Observe in detail that greatest commission. I could type furiously or stare blankly like a deer caught in piercing, blazing, mesmerizing headlights. Frozen. Terrified. And in the end, what will I gain? Who benefits?
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