Better
I'm feeling much better today. Not my best, mind you. But better.
Weekends sometimes kill me. Add to that the angsty feelings I've had about my job. I work, now, for a corporate monster and my main boss kinda makes me feel like a number. I had thought that I would work for this company forever. With the most practitioners of any company, it is the most stable and can offer the most. Oy. We'll see.
Note to self: must get video done so as to acquire new letters and a raise.
And there is so much other stuff. Is Chicago even my last move? I like it here, yes. But do I love it? Will I?
*sigh* Too much. Just too much to consider tonight. Everyone is in the conference room and they're all talking at once.
music: Hurricane Season ~ Billy Pilgrim
At the edge of the mariner's map it's written: beyond this place lie monsters.

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Just sitting here, thinking of you, wishing the laundry would dry that much faster so I can get home and wake you up. Hah. How domestic. *grin*
It would be better if that laundry was in my building and you were climbing stairs to me...
It's the ordinary things that make life beautiful, I think.
I miss you.
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