Wayfarer in Eternal Reality

Wandering the desolate wastes, a man stands alone. and yet his heart knows, that a place has been prepared for him. And so, he moves on...

Monday

i hate this feeling

this feeling of hollowness.
 
stuck at work, unable to do the work i am to do. with no interest in what i'm doing, and whatever pressure i have and am giving myself is utterly being drained by the very nature of the fact that i'm not doing much even though i'm working hard because that is how the job is. and being accountable to it thereafter, that just takes much of the fight out of me.
 
not being able to complain to anyone, because there is no one to complain to, and because part of me doesn't want to.
 
in summery. this sucks.
 
*sigh*. rite back to work.

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