Oh, God, I'm running out of steam . . . should I just give it up and have the pasta I made last night? What should I do? I have a million green beans to trim, a duck to dress, a mushroom sauce . . . should I just give it up and do it all tomorrow? Who the hell is going to eat it except me? I might be too tired to eat my own meal.
No.
No.
I will carry it through. I'll go down and run Brigitte's car, have a beer and come right back up and get to work.
I will not fail my flock.
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