Wrench.
There it is. That feeling of inadequacy.
Wrench!
It's a tremor in my innards that tells me I'm quitting, not finishing. This isn't my best.
WRENCH!
I have time to make it better. What I lack is desire.
Wrench!
But, then again, I didn't even understand the book very well.
Wrench.
My professor said that if you have anything to say about it, you're doing well.
Wrench...
I had a number of things to say about it. I've answered the question.
See, the need to justify myself isn't even there. My response is good.
Wrench.
Adequate.
Wrench!
Passable.
WRENCH!
Fair, at best.
Sometimes, passing isn't enough to cushion your head at night.
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