It’s late
It’s late, and sometimes I just get so tired of the bullshit of my day to day life.
I cannot remember the last time that I finished work, and felt a sense of relief, because my day was done. It’s actually quite the opposite. I clock out, and the first thing that comes to mind is “what now?”.
I wish that my life outside of work, was as simple as my life in work. I wish that I was as good at my life, as I am at my job. I wish that I could be as confident out of work, as I am while I am at the store.
But, I can’t. Worse, is I don’t ever know if I will be able to.
I’m doing something wrong, I just don’t know what it is.
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