Jessica's pity puddle must be contagious. I've fallen into a pile of self-pity and can't get up.
I'm discouraged in my work - although I know I should be happy to have a paycheck. I'm defeated, deflated, depressed and lost in alliteration.
Ah, the green eyes of envy are flashing. I covet other's lives. I regret my choices and my inertia. I scorn my lack of ambition. I revile my inability to muster motivation.
I'm hoping it's simply late-winter doldrums. Guess I'll do as I always do - muddle through.
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