There are days when you feel like there’s a fistful of bad feelings that’s pressing itself against your gut. I’ve been feeling like that all morning.
Right now, one thing’s for sure: there’s nothing else I want better to do but quit my job, and drop some friends. Just to relieve the pressure I’m under, most of which comes from my own dislike to waste time. I dislike that I’ve been thoroughly left displaced and dispassionate about my job. I hate that some friends are jerks, and that they repel other budding friendships.
I think I need that one cathartic moment that I’ve been asking the Universe for very badly… and soon…
