Off the Fence and Everything is Better

I notice tonight, at the party in the courtyard full of very blond Polish women, very buff Polish men and some pierogies, that every time my mind goes to the scary place, toward doubt, fear, self-error or non-existence, toward mistakes, dead ends and worthlessness, it now immediately self corrects and redirects toward the MFA program I applied to this week where everything has direction, value and worth. Or at least I do. Nice solution to a problem that seemed so grand and unsolvable, but really was just a problem of direction.



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