Why
Some days, after the hundredth time of being treated like shit by some punk, I don't know why I do this work.
Then I have an hour like this one, where a kid is serious about getting his life straight, and I remember why.
My too often nonsensical and forever unenlightened reflections on people and life and everything else I understand as well as I understand everything else. Not well at all, in other words. Love thy neighbor, is my motto. Unless something better comes along. Make sure to say so when you find it.
Some days, after the hundredth time of being treated like shit by some punk, I don't know why I do this work.
Then I have an hour like this one, where a kid is serious about getting his life straight, and I remember why.
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3/06/2008 01:31:00 PM
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