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Here is to day 1.
I don't know how to move forward.
If anything It seems as though I am riding in circles.
I wake up every morning. The same clock beeps, the same song sings.
I am late. I rush to eat some sort of breakfast.
Sigh as another near empty tank of gasoline, then drive into the morning.
My car is ramped up, struggling to keep up with a hitched up transmission.
The heater is on full blast, breathing loudly as struggling spin up some warmth.
Late for work again. No one cares.
Nothing to do. I check my email a few dozen times. then decide to make some coffee.
The kureg needs water. This gives me something to do.
While it wait for it to warm up, I smile at the oncoming co-workers, waking up as they walk through the double doors.
Six more hours. I make up some work to get me through the last threatening hours.
As I am driving home I wonder what the rush is.
I am slowing down on the freeway, afraid of an empty house.
Nothing stops the inevitable. No cars in the driveway. two key turns later and I am greeted by another lonely being. The golden retriever grabs her toy with excitement in her eyes. I shoe her away. Climb into bed and wish the rest of the day away.
I don't know how to move forward.
If anything It seems as though I am riding in circles.
I wake up every morning. The same clock beeps, the same song sings.
I am late. I rush to eat some sort of breakfast.
Sigh as another near empty tank of gasoline, then drive into the morning.
My car is ramped up, struggling to keep up with a hitched up transmission.
The heater is on full blast, breathing loudly as struggling spin up some warmth.
Late for work again. No one cares.
Nothing to do. I check my email a few dozen times. then decide to make some coffee.
The kureg needs water. This gives me something to do.
While it wait for it to warm up, I smile at the oncoming co-workers, waking up as they walk through the double doors.
Six more hours. I make up some work to get me through the last threatening hours.
As I am driving home I wonder what the rush is.
I am slowing down on the freeway, afraid of an empty house.
Nothing stops the inevitable. No cars in the driveway. two key turns later and I am greeted by another lonely being. The golden retriever grabs her toy with excitement in her eyes. I shoe her away. Climb into bed and wish the rest of the day away.