Or I'll hand out something I typeset, and someone will ask "Did you sleep this week?" At which I will feel a pang of guilt over having slept five whole hours last night, realizing that if I hadn't, I could have typeset the music AND done the dishes.
And today, I realized that people are joking around; that they are paying me a compliment by teasing me for not being superhuman. I don't ACTUALLY have to be superhuman. Not even if I wanted to. And maybe, just maybe... I should stop trying.
Because it's making me crazy.
Good one, Mom! |
Glad you finally (?) realize you don't have to be super human! I mean, you sort of already are, but it's okay to take the occasional day off from proving it. ;)
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