Hello, my name is Barry and I am a quitter.
Okay, I once was a quitter but now I have quit quitting.
Yes, I complain and bitch and kick the dirt and cry.
Sure, I whine and say why me lord? and try to blame someone else for my misfortunes.
Of course I attempt to dodge responsibility and let the chips fall where they may and I try to not to let that be in my eyes.
Especially if they’re salted…
But me? I don’t quit.
I’ve learned to start fewer things on account of not quitting can cause shitski to pile up in a hurry.
And ya, you need shelves, rooms and help by the scads because Not Quitters acquire people and stuff.
Like good attitudes and feelings of accomplishment.
Or being the go-to person when shit needs gone to.
Never wondering about your purpose…
Choose carefully and don’t quit lessen quitting is the best thing you can do.
Then, for the love of Pete, do it.