Wednesday, June 17, 2009


feeling depressed.

And hopeless.

I dunno why I had just written this.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Work; Sleep

I'm numb.

As expected, she ain't playing it nice.

I'm floating along. Just trying to justify being paid a salary.

Feeling like I'm in a foreign land, trying to understand languages I don't speak. Is this really MY country?

I don't exactly feel out of place here, but I know I'd be better off elsewhere. Maybe next year, I'll get that chance.

I don't love my job, but I don't hate it either.

Where do I go from here?


I'm afraid.