is freakin' awful.
Holy cow, how do bums do it? Day 1, I thought, "Wow! I have all this free time! I could do anything! Yay!" Day 2, I thought, "Okay, what now?" Day 3, I want to throw myself in front of a bus.
After being a workaholic my entire adult life, I seriously have no clue how else to live. It's making me profoundly uncomfortable. There is nothing I want to do. Do you know how sad that is?? To realize that you have all this time and that you have no interests whatsoever? I spent my birthday folding laundry and staring at the wall.
I think I dread not working more than I dread all the deadlines. This is such a weird realization.
Holy cow, how do bums do it? Day 1, I thought, "Wow! I have all this free time! I could do anything! Yay!" Day 2, I thought, "Okay, what now?" Day 3, I want to throw myself in front of a bus.
After being a workaholic my entire adult life, I seriously have no clue how else to live. It's making me profoundly uncomfortable. There is nothing I want to do. Do you know how sad that is?? To realize that you have all this time and that you have no interests whatsoever? I spent my birthday folding laundry and staring at the wall.
I think I dread not working more than I dread all the deadlines. This is such a weird realization.