Let me tell you about stress. I don’t exactly deal with it gracefully. When stress hits a certain level for me, I kind of shut down. I don’t want to talk to anyone. I don’t want to be around people. I just want to be left alone. And right now I have enough of that stress to be entering that phase. All by my own doing.

The worst kind of stress is when you are stressed out by your own actions. There are plenty of times in life when you have things coming at you left and right that you have no control over, and thus causing you some headaches. But at least you have someone else to blame for that. Right now, all my stress is self-induced. And I absolutely hate myself for it.  I find myself asking ‘How did you let this happen?’, ‘What the hell is wrong with you?’.

I have a trip for work coming up at the end of April. And right now I’m looking forward to it. It will get me out of town, and I need that badly.  A friend of mine tells me I am running away from my problems.  Maybe I am.  I guess we all have our ways of dealing with this stuff.  Like I mentioned before, I am not exactly graceful with this.

-Dave Q.

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  • If I lived back in the Wild West days, instead of carrying a six-gun in my holster, I'd carry a soldering iron. That way, if some smart-aleck cowboy said something like 'Hey, look. He's carrying a soldering iron!' and started laughing, and everybody else started laughing, I could just say, 'That's right, it's a soldering iron. The soldering iron of justice.' Then everybody would get real quiet and ashamed, because they had made fun of the soldering iron of justice, and I could probably hit them up for a free drink.