Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Frustration as Motivation?
This has not been a good day.
I have money woes.
And car accident woes, which are contributing to the money woes.
I have house hunting woes, which are contributing to the money woes.
But hey, apparently anger and frustration and stress are motivators, because I made huge headway on my "to do" list at work today.
And my list of emails that required follow-up. That list went from 30 items down to 9 items.
I have money woes.
And car accident woes, which are contributing to the money woes.
I have house hunting woes, which are contributing to the money woes.
But hey, apparently anger and frustration and stress are motivators, because I made huge headway on my "to do" list at work today.
And my list of emails that required follow-up. That list went from 30 items down to 9 items.
My Secret Heart
It's been another hard day so far. I'm listening to various Bob Bennett albums. I'm caught in particular by the song "My Secret Heart".
In my secret heart where I really live
I am longing for peace and the will to forgive
In my secret heart where I run to hide
Nobody knows me but you
There's a dark cloud hanging
Full of pain
And I'm caught out in the rain
In my secret heart a stillness gives way
To the sound of a longing for a better day
Behind the easy laughter is a man who is afraid
That he will repeat every mistake that he has made
The lightning flash of anger
Like a drug against the pain
And my secret heart was drowning in the rain
In my secret heart where I really live
I am longing for peace and the will to forgive
In my secret heart where I run to hide
Nobody knows me but you
Nobody can know me but you
Nobody knows me in my secret heart
In my secret heart where I really live
I am longing for peace and the will to forgive
In my secret heart where I run to hide
Nobody knows me but you
There's a dark cloud hanging
Full of pain
And I'm caught out in the rain
In my secret heart a stillness gives way
To the sound of a longing for a better day
Behind the easy laughter is a man who is afraid
That he will repeat every mistake that he has made
The lightning flash of anger
Like a drug against the pain
And my secret heart was drowning in the rain
In my secret heart where I really live
I am longing for peace and the will to forgive
In my secret heart where I run to hide
Nobody knows me but you
Nobody can know me but you
Nobody knows me in my secret heart
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