Just had a glance over my last few posts. Apparently, I only write when I'm depressed and whiny.
I feel just this way now, as a matter of fact, but I have to laugh (yes, at this line, I am thinking of that Beatles song). My mind really is blown out. Middlesex classes just finished. The weekday class was a failure. The Saturday style didn't translate well at all. Good news is that I feel I know how to fix it.
What's more, I'm totally floundering at work. I can't tell if I'm on the way out or just irrelevant to the proceedings of the business.
Hiring TMI was a good move, but I fear that I'll move someplace else and simply repeat the same pattern that's plagued me up until now. What I want, what I really want, is to run a small business - just me and some other guy, and no limit as limit.
I've slipped back into almost total non-Judaism, which pains me because I have learned so much this past year. One thing I have learned is that when in doubt, read Torah. That's what I am going to do now.
Shalom.
