After being the victim of daily circumstance for a good nine hours, I find myself craving for a situation where I don't need to talk to anyone, don't need to make any important decisions, have a drink and a smoke in peace.
Feels like I'm running on empty and most of my potential for being productive, let alone creative, has been used up during the day.
I find myself making fleeting plans at work in my mind for private things that i procrastinated on for far too long. But when I get home, I'm so beat and empty, most of the time I don't actually act on them.
It's like the only work of consequence I do happens at the job. After parking and closing the car door, all that's left is what feels like molasses in my bones.
After being the victim of daily circumstance for a good nine hours, I find myself craving for a situation where I don't need to talk to anyone, don't need to make any important decisions, have a drink and a smoke in peace.
Feels like I'm running on empty and most of my potential for being productive, let alone creative, has been used up during the day.
I find myself making fleeting plans at work in my mind for private things that i procrastinated on for far too long. But when I get home, I'm so beat and empty, most of the time I don't actually act on them.
It's like the only work of consequence I do happens at the job. After parking and closing the car door, all that's left is what feels like molasses in my bones.
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