Sleep is for the weak.
I never feel as if I have enough time.
I dread my day job. My shit is falling apart, too. Why do I have to be the one playing therapist? Why do I have to be empathetic?
I’ve pissed off my colleagues.
My SO hates my desire for oblivion. I can’tblame her.
I’m so tired.
It’s 1.09am.
Categories: Meditations
Empathy is great and all, but in the long run a dose of tell-it-like-it-is reality is more curative. That is why I’m such a fan. I don’t know how autobiographical this is or if it is a disconnected character, but I’m with the SO either way. The world needs you, needs this. Light alone dazzles the eyes. Light can never be seen without the shadow. Light alone is blindness. Your work helps the world to see. Thank you for what you create.
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