“There's a race of men that don't fit in, A race that can't sit still; So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will. They range the field and rove the flood, And they climb the mountain's crest; Their's is the curse of the gypsy blood, And they don't know how to rest.”
- Robert Service

Thursday, 31 January 2013

You know, the funny thing about opening up and telling people about your vulnerabilities is that afterwards, they seem to think you're vulnerable.

I thought I was being forward in expressing my worries because then I could do something about them and move on, but it seems to have made a few people think I'm less capable than I think I am. godamnitt.

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