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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Inspiration

I need some form of inspiration. I feel like I am grasping at straws,trying to make sense of an uncertain professional future.I look up from the bottom rung of the ladder. An infinite height stretches before me and I am intimidated into stupefaction.

Where to, now?

I have to rationalize my decision to calm me down, to hold down the rising panic of the prospect of mediocrity.

Why am I here?

Did I choose this or did the Universe wield its unseen hand?