Friday, November 5

My Examined Life

Living with construction workers as I have for the past six months makes me feel pretty worthless. Here they are each day "making something" tangible with wood and nails. Cementing and sanding. And all I do is take up space on this planet. Everything I make disappears - down a throat or down a disposer.

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