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June 6, 2007

David: Abashed

“You make me sick to look at you,” he said, and I could do nothing but nod in agreement. “You made an deal. You accepted responsibility. You had an obligation to live up to, and you shirked it.”

“But it’s hard,” I whined, hating myself for trying to make excuses in the face of my failure.

“Ooh, it’s hard,” he mimicked. “That’s not the point, is it? When you agree to do a thing, you do it. Period.”

“I’m not the only one who—“

“It’s only a hundred words a day,” my reflection said to me. “Suck it up.”

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