We are all of us, complicated, yet worthy people.
We have our own foibles, our own agendas.
We are worthy.
Honestly, I am fresh out (of agendas)
Yet here I am chastising you for having same.
Worth is just a worthless word to me.
I know this now.
This post will self-destruct in ten minutes, as it is just a worthless rant.
And most sincerely, not worth a cup of spit.
Catch Y’all mañana.
–Lance, Your Worthy Servant.
P.S. I think what my worthless diatribe was trying so eloquently to say… was that I love my fellow writer community. We all have worth. (Well except for that worthless schmuck who don’t like Lenny Bruce… and ya know I am even just kidding on that)