Eye Watchin' U
Join Date: Aug 2013
Language: American English, Gibberish
The cliche of having a roof over my head and not losing my job (as of yet) and being able to work from home. It can be worse, even though there are some 'legitimate' concerns I do have.
I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet. - Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar