I'm looking for truth, I'm looking for truth

Confessing at the meta level here feels like work, like a job that I'm late showing up for my shift. Certainly moreso than the work involved sharing stories of past idiocy.I mean there's got to be some of that in here... it is still me and me alone just talking away til the end of the day...and unfortunately only me is involved in that fray...until the cat suddenly meows...or the dog jumps in the way...so it will keep going until the end of my days.At least somehow, some way, all of this works out okay.Namaste?late4werk.aginEpisode 9 of 53