but i feel alright when i come undone

Tribulations
LCD Soundsystem

Everybody makes mistakes
but i feel alright when i come undone
you are not making me wait
but it seems alright as long as something's happening
i try to make you late
but you fighting me off like a fire does
you try making me wait
but it feels alright as long as something's happening

get your payments from the nation
for your trials and tribulations

you try to make me wait
you come around when it's come undone
everybody makes you late
and it's never you because you're always thinking
i try making you wait
and give you me some like you give it good
everybody makes mistakes
but it seems it's mine that always keep on stinging

get your payments from the nation
for your trials and tribulations

you try making me wait
but you come undone when you come undone
everybody makes mistakes
but it's always mine that seem to keep on sticking

get your payments from the nation
for your trials and tribulations

The last few weeks have been interesting at best, coming undone at worst. I guess the truth is somewhere in the middle. At least I hope it is.

(I've cried multiple times today...)

Time for me to re-evaluate a whole host of things in my personal and professional life.

Time to take several deep breaths and not lose perspective, which I fear I might be losing, or conversely looking at with microscopic precision and blowing out of proportion.

Time to be patient

Time to not over-think.

Time to change, evolve, grow. Which is all very well and good, if I didn't constantly feel like staying under the covers with the cat in my arms.

OK, so maybe I don't feel that alright when I come undone. At last the truth comes out...

Almost.

Image by Tom Spianti, taken October 2008