Revolving Door….Is the love gone?
March 18th, 2008
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I’ve been at my current job for a little over 6 years.
Other than wifey, I don’t think I’ve lasted with ANYTHING in my life that long. I get tired of the same ole, same ole quick and usually at the 2 year mark, I’m out.
So for the past 4 years or so, I’ve been fighting myself. Not a quick spar. I’m talking 12 round bouts. In the red corner, it’s Funky. Funky wants to get the hell out of here no matter what. In the blue corner, it’s Fresh. Fresh says stay, hang on tight, calculate your moves carefully. Why does the fight last 12 rounds? It’s complicatedly (I made that up) simple.
