I Wore the Wrong Shirt to Work Today - Sheffield, T. W.
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T.W. Sheffield released his first novel, imagine leaving for work and realizing you are wearing the wrong shirt. Yet where is the right shirt? Thomas hadn't even gotten out of the garage when he realized that notion. Why didn't he go back inside and change? "I Wore The Wrong Shirt To Work Today", is chocked full with snaps shots of unbelievable, true stories. He reveals instances that include arrests, court appearances, leading to ugly circumstances that brought on drug addiction, alcohol abuse, wrapped in good times, which allowed him to continue in life. Eventually, through his recovery, it…mehr

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T.W. Sheffield released his first novel, imagine leaving for work and realizing you are wearing the wrong shirt. Yet where is the right shirt? Thomas hadn't even gotten out of the garage when he realized that notion. Why didn't he go back inside and change? "I Wore The Wrong Shirt To Work Today", is chocked full with snaps shots of unbelievable, true stories. He reveals instances that include arrests, court appearances, leading to ugly circumstances that brought on drug addiction, alcohol abuse, wrapped in good times, which allowed him to continue in life. Eventually, through his recovery, it simply gave him the ability to move forward, but never forget his past. It is a gift that will take him to his grave with gratitude. In the pages "I Wore The Wrong Shirt To Work", readers will laugh and then cry, only to wonder why when you read the hundred plus adventures of Thomas the Fabulous Idiot:)
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The saying, 'Square Pegs in Round Holes,' defines me to a tee. Sometimes, I sit next to the round holes, and other times I put a corner in them and sort of rest kind of in the hole.In no way could I ever understand becoming a square peg. The round holes are fine, round, and happy. However, some round holes are nice, while others resent my square shape. So, I always give the resentful ones the right-of-way...after all, I am the square peg...not them.Yet, sometimes, the round holes are beyond my comprehension, and I lose touch with my square pegism. It is then that I find the only moments that allow me to feel uncomfortable and able to touch my inner feelings.As a square peg, I rarely react and almost never, never cry. I could not deal with the round holes that see my tears. So, because I am a square peg, I smile instead and permit the round holes to move to their own music. And once in a while, I cry myself to sleep. And then I dream of a life with square pegs.