Or you just hate your job
Or capitalism
Nah I love my job I managed to pull myself up from poor life choices to land my dream job as a software developer.
Going to work still sucks and I’ve come to realise I’ll never be happy in this world as the way it runs is fundamentally different to how I want to live.
Even though I have my dream job, it still takes my time and I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t need to.
Don’t get it twisted though, life is a lot more bearable if you love what you do.
*capitalism
Forget Mondays, it was Sunday nights that used to give me a suffocating feeling. Here comes Monday soon, and all around you feels comatose, all the energy and life sucked out of the air. There is nothing going on Sunday nights.
I can hate more than one thing at a time!
Have you got anything for Wednesday’s, mate ?
It’s not that I’m not a morning person, it’s that I hate the realization of having woken up again.
Every day is a Monday…
One sweet day the final Tuesday will come. (Unless they find a way for you to have to keep working after death)
Today I thought it was Monday when I woke up. Realizing it’s actually Wednesday was like skipping two days (of existence) for free!
I never EVER take it for granted that I don’t hate Mondays, count the days to Friday, or loathe my work day.
Next to a great family, it’s the ultimate life win. I’m not sure I deserve it and I’m humbled to have it.
Ugh, they’re right :/
