Interrupted
My Life Thus Far
Like There's Something Better
I wish there was some way I could make myself like work again. My life would be so much easier if I didn't feel like a hostage the majority of the time. I'm over it. No matter how hard I try to be positive, and make the best of it, I still end up feeling this way. Like there's something better out there, but fear and discomfort keep me from branching out. From challenging the current situation I'm in, and transcending it. I need something more, but I can't unchain myself long enough to figure out what that something more is. Constantly reminding myself that my job isn't "that bad" isn't working anymore. Is it the worst job ever? No. But does it serve me in a meaningful way? No. Thankfully payroll is in a bad place, so I got my wish. I got to leave a couple hours early. I dream of a day I don't want to get out of work by any means necessary...
For whatever reason, I felt really awful by the time I left work. Not sick, but weak. Kind of rundown. Very tired. Similar to how I felt yesterday, too. I slept well. I didn't really have too tough of a time getting out of bed this morning. I don't know why mid-day I'm feeling like I've been run over by a truck. I'm going to attribute it to PMS. I also want to eat all the carbs. Not necessarily fruit, but bread in particular. Ugh, I want all the bread, cookies, cake, everything. It's the one thing I hate about being a woman.
I probably debated with myself for over an hour over whether or not I should make myself go to the gym. I chose not to force myself to go. That's what made me come to resent it in the past. I decided to instead, take a 3 hour nap. I woke up feeling better, but my desire to eat everything in sight isn't really better. Oh well.
So that's today. My job I've grown to hate, and a 3 hour nap. I live a glamorous life...
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