sometimes i feel like my job puts me in an observation tank. what i say, what i do, what i share...there's always a potentially opinionated and/or volatile audience. puts a ton of pressure on me to NOT be real...or at least to be a safer gal.
what it also means, at least from a professional perspective, is that i can't just be forthright when i'm frustrated. at least not publicly...tends to light all the wrong fires, you know?
so all in all...the first reason and the last...make me feel...trapped.
so...here's my plan. 1) appointment with god. 2) convo with daddie/momma/joy/jody. 3) dancing...and ice cream. :)
1 comment:
love it!! ditto...what would i do without you?
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