In my bid to
determine what two hundred words look like, I am writing this. Despite having
repeatedly set my theme to Times New Roman and font point size 12, this stupid
computer keeps reverting to Calibri font point size 11. It is so ugly and
annoying and it aggravates me dreadfully.
A two hundred
essay must have at least three paragraphs, no? So I am doing a second
paragraph. Here, I will fuss about the upcoming deadline for applying for a job
I am working myself up to want. It is a remote job, with a promise of a good
salary. I am unlikely to get it because there are so many people much better,
more qualified who will also be applying. But, I am working to learn to take
rejections in my stride. So I must do this. It is for my good.
I still have fifty
five words to go. Wow. I guess I should talk a bit more about rejection. About
sexual rejection? How it feels to have a deep physical urge that is not
reciprocated? Unfortunately, we do not have the words for it. I only have ten
more words to go. And now, I am there.
