|04:17 pm - note to self|
I've got to get back to writing my journal for me. Rather than some theoretical reader, who may or may not like what they read, looking to hire or fire or whatever. Those thoughts shut me right up, because two can keep a secret if both of them are dead. I don't really have any secrets, though I do have things I don't talk much about. But I find myself censoring myself even in my paper journal, and that's just not right. It's the political climate, but it still isn't right.
There and here I should be able to speak my mind, but most especially there.
Call me the canary in the coal mine; hypersensitive. But there it is.