Seems that the world is dissapointing me again. Why aren’t we all better than we are?

I am not making the progress that I wish I were on pretty much any front. And it looks, from a survey of what’s around me, that the tower of babel never ended, and we are still all bumping into one another getting nothing done.

but…wait…if every body is having trouble..and if it is so freaking impossible to make any progress at any time…well, maybe the little scratches I’ve made are noteworthy after all.

hmm…I shall have to try thinking of it that way