UncategorizedNovember 26, 2006 3:11 pm
Nemesis for Sunday Scribblings
My nemesis is myself.
I’m my own worst enemy.
I tend to lock myself in an isolation cell, where I fantasize wildly about everything that can go wrong. Usually, few of those bad things happen. I come out the other end of my latest challenge with my honor intact — and my mind still cracked.
I am currently engaged in a friend-colleague development program, picking new people to meet for coffee. If I keep throwing myself against reality, maybe I’ll stop torturing myself so much.
To read about other people’s nemeses, visit Sunday Scribblings.
“I fantasize wildly about everything that can go wrong.”
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I tend to “fantasize wildly about everything that can go” right. Hakuna mathata. I don’t suppose there’s much difference between us, and I think that I’m my own nemesis, too.
Comment by Rethabile — November 26, 2006 @ 4:59 pm
No idea where you are in meatspace (as opposed to cyberspace), and I don’t drink coffee… but maybe we could get together on the internets and have an ether-enabled chat over leftover Thanksgiving pie…
Comment by Shelley — November 26, 2006 @ 9:34 pm
I think a lot of people can identify with that to some extent!
Comment by Crafty Green Poet — November 27, 2006 @ 4:07 am
I think to some extent, we all do this. The people who seem to never, never do this scare me. It’s like they’re ticking time bombs.
Comment by Jayne — November 27, 2006 @ 6:45 am
I think to some extent, we all do this. The people who seem to never, never do this scare me. It’s like they’re ticking time bombs.
Comment by Jayne — November 27, 2006 @ 6:49 am
I think at one time or another, most of us are our worst critics, making it hard to move forward. The trick is to keep moving, one step at a time.
Comment by Paris Parfait — November 27, 2006 @ 7:00 am
JAYNE,
Sorry I can’t comment on your blog because you don’t allow anonymous comments. Your piece about your alarm clock made me smile. I identify.
Comment by Administrator — November 27, 2006 @ 5:44 pm
i remember someone asking me whenever i spiralled into an expecting the worst mood. they would ask me “and then what would happen?” i can definitely relate to being my own worst enemy sometimes though. nice post. short and concise.
Comment by leonie — November 28, 2006 @ 12:48 am