I like to take a big glass of all your hopes and dreams and that great big light at the end of the tunnel.... and smash it against an oncoming freight train that's put its tickets up 15% because they can.
Obviously none of the above actually amounts to anything other than surreal ramblings of a person with things on their mind. I'm 30 years old now, way older than I believe myself to be, the big difference is the way that a 30 year old woman is no longer a hot milf, but is actually my age group. Again, not really much to do with anything, but rambling.
Rambling is good, apparently. Cleanses your mind and a little piece of your soul.
February was amazing, it was the moment of clarity, the veil that lifted. The tunnel was coming into view and there was the light. Everything started to stack up, the people, the choices, the workload. I was happy.
Whoops, there it goes again. It sounds like a rumble and then there's the hooter then the light, the light gets closer and closer and closer...
You get the idea.
I hate being teased, it's horrible having that potential dangled in front of you, having choices, making choices and then... It's taken away in an instant.
At the start of the year I was told, there's no job for you, you'll have to go on nights.
I hated the thought, saw it as a total loss of everything, I was wrong, it was liberating, I got to work and achieve and saw my dreams flourish. Without nights #ForeverTogether would never have been born and released and organised in time. [I am not being ingenuine, I hope, to my fellow workers, if so I do apologise]
So what's the one thing people do when they can see you happy and reaching for your dreams... They stop you.
All of a sudden, within a couple of weeks, everything changes and 'no job on days' becomes 'no job on nights' and job on days becomes extra work on days. Oh how I laughed... well not really, more died internally.
Norman Stanley Fletcher had three rules to survive.
1) Keep your nose clean
2) Bide Your Time
3) Don't Let The Bastards Grind You Down
I've done number 1, been doing it for 10 years.
I'm doing number 2, working harder at it over the past few years.
Number 3, is really really hard.
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