tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974811.post8713279212868393200..comments2024-03-28T19:05:03.085-04:00Comments on The Thoughts of a Frumpy Professor: Food for ThoughtPipeTobaccohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17746884792061867611noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974811.post-21771655903210493762018-03-17T10:45:25.291-04:002018-03-17T10:45:25.291-04:00"The reality of what I feel inside is that I ..."The reality of what I feel inside is that I rarely feel "comfortable" if that is the right word. I always have in the back of my mind this gnawing sense that I am not working, or living, or loving, or doing enough in life and that I am on a constant trajectory toward "failure" if I do not watch myself carefully and consistently. "<br /><br />I could have written those words. Identically. I'm sure it's not true for either of us but it's very hard to believe that. Whatever I'm doing i think i should be doing something else, or faster, or better, or more. <br /><br />Big sigh.Liz Hindshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04646532093872561703noreply@blogger.com