Beautiful
Morning Planet Earth,
Our dialect seems to be fairly morning oriented lately, it’s just the only time I have time to write this, and still have some kind of inspiration to say something, because later on my spirit will be too demolished for me to post.
I’ve been finding myself lately running around in circles, I just don’t seem to advance, just seem to be in this pseudo satisfied situation, and I get home too wiped to do anything. I don’t write anymore, I don’t study anymore, I fucking come home, lay around, eat, and go to sleep.
Now I suppose I should ask this, why would I want to stay in a situation where I’m just unmotivated to do anything and everything? I’m stressed, miserable, and most of all, have absolutely NO social life. I could be with someone, but work takes all my time. Work seems to do it on purpose, to give me awful fucking hours. I mean 9-10 hour shifts, how am I supposed to do anything with my life when I’m always working?
I’m tired of coming home everynight, and having to pick up the pieces that are left of me. I’m tired of waking up in the morning, and it being a chore. So I’ve got decisions to make. Quit a horrible job that pays immensely and take a chance, and just try to make it in my future career, or tough it out, with the possibility of finding me hanging by a rope.
Insincerely yours,
EMC2
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