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The Masks We Hide Behind
I try to do what I think is right and what is best. I don't know why I feel so guilty for just trying to be a friend. Sometimes I am wearing so many hats at one time that eventually they all just fall off at once and I am left standing alone with nothing.
...and then I was late...as if I didn't feel all torn up enough already, I had to go and be late. I know they wanted to kill me. Its ok though, they deserved to. Well maybe not kill, that is pretty harsh. I dunno though...I messed up pretty bad. Considering the cirumstances I think it could have been justified.
This is not a feel sorry for Jason post. Quite the contrary. This is a note to self in a sense, so that I won't let the planets align on a full moon and make so many mistakes again. I have to learn to balance things and not put too much on my plate. I am going to go to my cubicle now and think over what I have done. I will come out when I am ready to be a person again. In the mean time, I feel like shit.
Goodnight world, maybe I will see you on Friday...
Jason<><
P.S. I feel naked without my cell phone. I need that thing back!
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