Jan 04, 2010 23:47
nothing is happening. not here, not anywhere. actually, that isn't so.
i feel like i've been making plans for years without their ever coming to fruition. no, i don't feel like that, that's actually so.
when i get this way, i talk in circles.
i need to find a new job, and soon. it upsets me that i'm beginning to dislike mine when i've been happy there so long. it's not the pay, or the hours, or the less-than-glamourous duties, it's the numbing monotony. the weeks stretch on endlessly. i feel guilty for having tired of what i do because i should be grateful that i have a job at all. not only that, but i can decide to leave it and find a new one. not everyone is fortunate enough to be able to leave a job they've begun to dislike to find one to which they feel better suited.
i'm not sure any of these emotions are even legitimate. i think i've been in my own head too long. my mother used to tell me that i would be happier if i could stop thinking so much. i am not, however, unhappy. i just feel it's time to make some changes.
incidentally, i'm working every day this week. two afternoon shifts, ugh.