2007-05-24
The rule of gravity.
I meant to call my parents just to say hi, check in and maybe bitch about work a bit. But when I started explaining my new sucky work situation (mandated overtime to make up for a coworkers lack of productivity) my voice began to wobble and my eyes filled up and soon I was sobbing over the phone.
It's not just work, it's everything. I'm just going through yet another period of time where nothing works out, where everything seems to fall apart in my hands whether it be career, romantic, or social. I really liked a boy and tried something, and it blew up in my face. I switched jobs to prevent working countless hours toward a dead end, and I ended up with a new job working countless hours toward a dead end. I have a three day weekend ahead of me and I'm dreading it because I know by Saturday afternoon I'm going to be bored and wishing there was something, anything, in my life to fill up the time.
I know I'll bounce out of it - I usually do - but sometimes I feel like a rubber ball: after the first time hitting the ground I bounced back up to almost the same level, but with each subsequent slam into the ground the bounce back up is shorter, each hit just drags me closer and closer the the ground.
corin82 at 10:05 p.m.