Right now, I'm on my day off, and I'm still itching to be back at work. When I come home, I feel alone, even after spending the day with buddies. I have a couple good pals right now, but no real friends. No shoulder to lean on.
Something's lacking, but it's something new, some hole I don't quite understand and don't know how to fill. I'm pleased that I've finally started to get over my childish aversion to work, but it feels more like a symptom - an escape, an abjuration of the 5 to 9 portion of my life.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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