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I'm getting sick of posting about work, but it's the only thing in my consciousness right now.
My first thought of the day is about work: how early can I get there? what is due today? could I call in sick? Then I get there, work all day, try to get stuff done before the end of the day, and I have to leave again. Once Jordan is at home, I have to decide whether to come back or can it wait until tomorrow. Then there's the weekend which is just one long procrastination of the work I didn't get to during the week.
I'm losing touch with the world, I think.
Wednesday, June 05, 2002
It's not word, but it's a state of mind.
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