Work

It's starting to be not as fun as I built it up to be - Some thoughts i've had over the past few months -

I realized today that nothing I do at work benefits man kind in anyway - the environment? Nope. Human illness? Nope. Starvation? Nope. The American Dream? Nope. I am absolutely dead weight in this world.

You know that huge sigh of relief you breath the moment you step out of work? That gigantic deflation in your chest where your entire day's stress and qualms are stored get released? I love that feeling.

Every two hours of work, I feel like i'm losing two years of my life. I always feel like i'm going to pop a blood vessel.

Apparently I don't have any common sense and I don't know how to spell "Email". Says my boss. Oh, and I also always fuck up lunch.