I must be on the job again. I woke up in the middle of the night, worrying about something that hadn’t even happened yet. That’s so unlike me; I’m the freewheeling, spontaneous, take it or leave it kind of guy who flies through life by the seat of his lucky brand jeans. I used to be a reliable barometer of mediocre performance with little aspiration…
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