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Masquerade

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I suppose I should feel fortunate. I've been with the same man for six years, I've worked for the same company for nine years, I've lived in the same state for ten years. But my college diploma says "English" and my job screams "Business" and I fear that this life I’ve built is Stagnation masquerading as Stability. I’m not planning on doing something drastic like running off to join the circus or the Scientologists or anything, but maybe I should just stop planning for a change. Stop standing still. Do something spontaneous. I am too young to feel this old.


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Thanks for the 100 Word Song prompt, Lance (of My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog). This brief introspection was inspired by Elvis Costello's "Brilliant Mistake".

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  1. Kat's TheoryMarch 1, 2013 at 4:53 PM

    I can almost feel your head spinning as to the future. like the take.

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  2. ReneeMarch 2, 2013 at 5:56 PM

    You know, I was content until I started writing again. You wrote what's just beginning to tickle my thoughts.
    Great interpretation if the song.

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  3. AnonymousMarch 4, 2013 at 6:17 AM

    I like how the circus was an option before the Scientologists - nicely done.

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  4. UnknownMarch 4, 2013 at 4:20 PM

    Do I ever hear you on this! Stop waiting for the push and just leap :) Safety first, mind you

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