I haven't really written here in a while. I had some drafts and even
those got delayed publishing as I seemed to have well, kind of weighed
down to the depths of the ocean due to my insane and unbearable boss. I
lost interest in pretty much doing everything, barely getting through
the essentials.
Losing the joy of living, the energy to
be happy is a solemn thing that's not only fleeting, but also easily
breakable. It makes the world go around, it allows things to get done,
move on and well, make me happy.
I feel cornered with
no options out and the oxygen in the room is being withdrawn by
predetermined time periods. Trapped and trapped within insolvable
problems that are not disappearing or getting resolved on their own,
hence the word insolvable, and I digress. I am excited to be taking the
initiative to write again, but my mind is not here, my body is
definitely aching and I am not sure where I am left with a dread that's
growing by the hour of an upcoming shift, that seems ceaseless and a
torture from hell even I couldn't envision. I can't leave this job, I am
not finding a new job, and I still have to live, pay a shit load of
expenses and the debts are not even getting any lighter.
Its the same cycle over and over. Its sucking my very breath of life.
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