And indeed it is. I've reached a point where life seems pointless. Now don't panic, I'm not down and out nor am I ready to end it all. More of I just seem to get up, go to work, come home, eat and go to bed. That has become the pattern of my life and I never thought it would come to that. Not that I'm a social butterfly and want to be out every night, but I feel like I am stuck in the routine and rut that is my existance.
My job is a job, thought much better than my last job in that I at least feel like I'm helping with something, making a small difference in the world. But still it is not completely satisfying. Erin tells me I give to much and am easily taken advantage of.
Dang the Day is Almost Over!
18 years ago
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For the longest time in life I wanted a routine. . now that I have it I almost want something else. Even though it is boring sometimes I do find comfort in consistancy and knowing that I share it with someone else makes it better.
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