Dienstag, April 18, 2006
Work is only work2 hours after work and i'm sitting at a corner of the library in JE. It's been a rough day at work, and i found myself blinking back tears as i stared into the pages of some wildlife magazine.
Splat.
A drop of tear blotched the dolphin's nose.
Splat.
I'm damaging government property.
A distinguished looking middle aged man squatted down beside me. Think i must have looked pathetic enough to halt passer-bys.
"Miss, are you alright?" he asked.
I nodded my head. "I'm okay.... it's just work" i said with a tentative smile.
"ahhhh. Take it easy, miss..... Work is only work."
I nodded again and turned away. I didn't mean to be rude; i'm just not very good with strangers.
Work is only work. Easier said than done, innit? I won't pretend that i love my job, but one's gotta put passion in what she does right?
They pay for your time, not your soul.
It's difficult. Where's the balance?
The desire to break free is just killing me.
Something to say? =)
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