It's Friday, I'm still in school, everything is quiet and although I'm on my knees with tiredness I'm feeling good. It's strange how important it is to be told you're good at something; it makes life feel so good. At 47 I shouldn't need my confidence boosting, but it is brilliant when it happens. All I want is to be good at what I do. And I am! It's official!
Time to go home, before I get locked in.
What a difference a term makes...
Friday, 10 October 2008
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