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August 04, 2004
this concludes our broadcast day
It's 4:21am, and I'm heading for bed. I've just spent hours researching wholesalers, eBay businesses, affiliate marketing, eBook publishing and the 2005 Writers Market.
I stood up to go to bed, leaving Dido to seranade me down the hall, when I paused in the doorway of my stylishly burnt orange office, turned around and took a look. I wondered for the 50th time this week if I'll be able to keep my house, whether I'll be a failure at whatever the heck I finally figure out to do, and what it'll all mean to me and my son.
For some reason I can't put my finger on (er, on which I cannot my finger put) I know that it's going to be ok. This isn't life or death, or I'd probably worry about it less. It's not inconsequential or I wouldn't worry about it all. It's somewhere in between, in those grey rough moors where we seem to have so much trouble entrusting our fates to our Father.
This morning I have a better idea what I really want to do than I did a month ago. I still don't know how I'm going to pay my bills, but I know what I want to do. And that's worth something. Probably, in the end, it'll be worth everything. Good night, everybody.
Posted by joel at August 4, 2004 04:36 AM
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Hey, I get that feeling about it, too. I got your back, CJ.
Posted by: k_sra at August 4, 2004 07:56 AM
Listen to me. You're one of the best men I know. You are gonna be fine.
Posted by: John McAdams at August 10, 2004 04:30 AM
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