saint = failed human


Err on the side of error.


I swing between towering confidence and paralyzing doubt. It happens in the same day sometimes. The other day when I woke up I felt like a turd. All the way to my early-morning job and back home again I could barely stay vertical. And then when I get home, before I know it I'm bright and cheery. I can do anything! Things are going my way from here on out! I even sent out an enthusiastic email or two. By evening I regretted them (the emails). I was back in the dumps. It's weird.