I think I've been mistaken about my self for some time. I used to think I was a masochist, and perhaps I am.
I've been doing some electrical work. I've always dabbled, switches and whatnot, but I'm rehabbing a house. As I crawled though ground glass, in an attic that was probably hot enough to bake bread, pulling 12/2 romex along with me, I reflected that if I were indeed a masochist I would've chosen this as my profession. Add the real possibility of death and it's quite a rush.
I have lifelines with friends who are pros, and I call them for guidance and support. When I lament the agony they laugh and say, 'Yeah, I know.'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=ZPfRvSIK-Tc
A lesson in submission
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I was in church yesterday and watched the feet washing rite. While doing
that and while listening to the following music being played ( As I have
done ...
2 weeks ago
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