1. Ten Minutes With MeIt's 9:15 am on a Friday morning and I would rather have my respiratory system cease to function, than to deal with myself today.It's now 9:17 am and the guilt of not being thankful to be alive sets in. I am often told that life is a gift and if I see it any other way, I should be ashamed. It's 9:20 am now, I wonder if I will ever settle into this skin of mine, without the urge to rip every piece of flesh & fiber from my bones.It's now 9:24 am on a Friday, I find comfort in knowing that one Friday I want have to see 9:25 am anymore. A. STARR
