Oct 29, 2011 23:39
I go to work, and on the way there I am surrounded by people whooping, hollering, and partying it up.
I come home from work and am once again surrounded by people whooping, hollering, and partying it up.
But I can't join them in the fun because I have to go home, go to bed, and get ready for MORE work the following day.
For far too long this has been the story of my life.
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