sometimes i get this shot in the back and i can’t concentrate. i would have to drop whatever i am doing, sit down and complete this revisiting of a memory. at times they are good things and others are stark recollections of all that i have done wrong.
it could be the slightest or most indirect occasion that triggers incidents like this. most of the time i re-live those moments in my mind and i can’t believe that they actually happened.
today i realised that’s why i hang on to my job even though i hate it deeply, with a vengeance, and if you would listen, i will tell and re-tell how much i hate it but i will still be here on time on monday, hating it.
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