Thursday 12 February 2009
Caged
This was how I was feeling today as I was waiting for my train into the city. Not that I'm actually living in a cage or anything like that... I was just feeling nostalgic, should I stay or should I go? Torn on what to do, torn on what decisions to make.
What if I go home for 1-2 months and slack off, and miss out on a myriad of opportunities here?
What to do?
And then I saw...
IF this old lady is not letting age stop her, what am I whinging about?
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