I know it’s only my second day back to work…but it feels like something in my mind has flipped.
There is a near overwhelming sense of restlessness sitting on my chest like an 800lb gorilla. A feeling like all of this is old and tired. Same people, same problems, same jokes…
This shouldn’t be surprising when I’ve been spending the last few weeks rediscovering life through the eyes of an ~11 month old. The doldrums of cubicle life can certainly hold no candle to that. Here where I stare at the same few square feet of wall, desk and monitor for days on end, the world is not so bright and shiny.
I must plug along because we need money and such, but maybe a change is imminent. Whether that be here, or elsewhere. I’m not sure how well I’m going to cope in the same old chair, doing the same old stuff, which I just can’t seem to make myself care about anymore.
Maybe it will be a different story tomorrow.
Maybe….Do it for Her and Her….