Monday – May 30 2016
(22:28 – Home)
The physical pain is almost completely gone. Wow.
I don’t have anything else to add, so I’ll just write about how my day went.
I didn’t sleep well. I woke up more than 10 times anticipating the sound of the alarm. And I was super dehydrated so I kept downing bottles of water to no avail.
I got up at around 5 am and went straight to work.
I wanted to get myself a sick leave, but I decided against that.
I sat down in the hot meeting room for the morning report.
Proactivity is prohibited, I realized. Keep quiet and get paid for doing absolutely nothing.
The daily arguments over semantics and egos. But I noticed how keeping my mouth shut can be a blessing.
I have no idea what I’m trying to say, do you?
Done with work. Call wife. Go home. Bowel movement.
Then I sort of cleaned my room. That’s something I’ve been wanting to do for over a year now. I simply turned on the TV and got on with my chores.
Good enough, right?
Meet friend. Long, interesting conversations about our lives.
Meet cousin. Laughter and enjoyable nonsense.
Now I’m writing this.
Hope is buried somewhere beneath all the despair. I can feel it.