The time had come. I couldn’t avoid it any longer. I was going back to work. Sigh. Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy? I yelled, shaking my fist at the sky. Whyyyyyyyyyy must I go back? I mean, I just couldn’t understand why I couldn’t be surrounded by unlimited bucket loads of cash, and become a lady of leisure. It’s a totally reasonable request. (more…)
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Going Back To Work, And The Pressure Of Time.
I don’t know about you, but my life is flying by in an absolute blur. I remember when I was young, the future seemed hugely infinite – like it would never end. And because I still had aaaaallllll of that glorious time ahead of me, it seemed like anything was possible. And then…well, life happens. We get older, and all of a sudden we get so damn busy just doing…stuff…sometimes, totally meaningless stuff, that we lose track of the life we should be truly living. (more…)