It is literally the worst. I may say that about a lot of
things, but now that I’ve named this monster that seems to take over my work
day, I can label all the annoyances that come along with it. I cannot work. I cannot play. I cannot go to
school today. I am stuck in this hazy in
between feeling of the duty of working and the yearning for play. I want to do everything I possibly can to
burst out of this drab prison bubble of work and do every single creative and fun
thing that is racing through my mind at the moment. And it feels like the
circumstantial trapped feelings I’m having generate more ideas to give me every
excuse to want to be out of this freezing office. I don’t dare leave for lunch for the fear of
not coming back. I’m itching like a high school senior in the last weeks of the
year. so I distract myself as I once managed to in high school (though just
barely) and avoid looking at the clock on my computer (lets just say I had to
cover it with a sticky note) until my wonderfully busy and fun filled weekend will
begin. Please go by fast covered up clock on my computer. Let’s get this
waiting over with.
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