Today probably was one for the record book of my life as the most exasperating. I woke up in a foul mode and the day got progressively worse.
Now you know you're in the tick of things when the first word upon waking up is "fuck." Restless sleeping aside, I just didn't feel like dealing with the bullshit that is my life. I wanted to have a meltdown. I wanted to act out. Call somebody out there name. Just threw a temper tantrum beyond the likes of any three year of the last six Millennial. Umm hmm. Ian weren't havin it.
I've calmed down sufficiently enough but I come away from this enough to know three things; I hate my damn job. Period I almost walked out three times and three times I had to give my supervisor the "don't fuck with me today" message. If I got fired, was that far gone with attitude.
Two, yes indeed, I might be stubborn, but some folk I surround myself are as equally stubborn and determined to do the hell what they wanna do, so why I should I not follow suit? If you can be reasoned with, maybe neither can I? Feel me???
Finally, I need a change. The day to day minutia is so over. Reverse, back up, switch tracks, and move on. I think the irritation is the culmination of restlessness and my patience has long since worn thin....
I'm stymied by it all.
Because life is sometimes a gamble...
