Crochety old man
As I've gotten older, my personality has changed in interesting ways. I've always viewed myself as a relatively quiet, introverted man who opens up with close friends and family. It's always been difficult for me to be around acquaintances, co-workers, and strangers for long periods of time; I feel drained after a few hours, and I find myself longing for "alone time."
As I've gotten busier at the newspaper over the past four years, my alone time has all but disappeared, often relegated to a short time before bed during the latter days of the week. Most of the time I wind up falling asleep. That leaves me with almost no time to "recollect" myself during the day.
One side of effect of this has been my progressively growing more irritable around peope, which is not good in my line of work. I never thought I would turn into a middle aged crank, but there it is.
I struggle for an answer.
As I've gotten busier at the newspaper over the past four years, my alone time has all but disappeared, often relegated to a short time before bed during the latter days of the week. Most of the time I wind up falling asleep. That leaves me with almost no time to "recollect" myself during the day.
One side of effect of this has been my progressively growing more irritable around peope, which is not good in my line of work. I never thought I would turn into a middle aged crank, but there it is.
I struggle for an answer.