Stop the World!

Sometimes it's just too much!  What is the limit?  Is there a limit?  Yes, I found it and what does that mean?  Not a damn thing! 

Panic is setting in, and I'm not a person who panics.  I'm going to Atlanta next week and I have to do a presentation TOTALLY UNPREPARED for that.  Everything is falling apart, including me.  Writing about it does no good, in fact, makes it worse to see the truth in print.  Refuse to believe this is how failure happens.  Refuse to consider failure.  Bumps in the road, temporary setback - those are acceptable.  Maybe it'll all seem better tomorrow - goodnight world.