Do you know what it means to “put out fires”? I’m talking about the metaphorical kind. There is a kind of thrill to spending your entire day running around putting out fires. Due to low self-esteem, I get a kick out of the fact that people think enough of me to let me try to put them out. Silly, silly me! How easily I am duped! Also, the day seems to fly. No day moves faster than those when you’re running around with your hair on fire. There just seem to be more important things to occupy your time than paying attention to the time. What’s more, I couldn’t put all of the fires out today, so there’ll be more waiting for me tomorrow.