I have tried everything.
Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t (which probably means that it doesn’t really work).
The working my ass off.
The sitting on my hands.
The doing, and the non-doing.
Mostly, probably, because I thought I had to.
It’s my responsibility to make it work.
Life, my life, love, success, moving up.
I had to do SOMETHING, even if that was nothing.
I have tried.
And I probably will keep trying.
Over and over again.
A little bit, or a lot.
It’s what we do.
We always DO.
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