…but I feel so empty. Why am I broken?

You know who you are.

I used to care but now I don’t think I do anymore. I’m more indifferent than ever before.

I enjoy the liberal amount of vacation time I get from my job. Sure it’s a stressful job most of the time but at least I get like 4 weeks off a year. Being able to just relax once a quarter really helps make it less painful. This week I have no plans other than to hang out with my grandma and help her sort through more files that needs to be shredded and to clean up around her house.

Hopefully I will get caught up on all the REM sleep that I’ve been missing out on so far this year. I can actually enjoy my vacation and what not now because our location had its annual audit already. No more worrying about whether or not it will happen when I’m out.

This song is something great.

In the words of Maya Angelou:

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

I can tell you that I really go by this. I can only remember the way I feel about a person; I can’t ever remember what event made me feel that way. I know there’s a reason for my feelings and I always go with them.

I hope there comes a day where I’m happy in my own skin.

Sometimes you affect someone’s life in ways you’ll never know. It’s amazing when you realize the little things you’ve done and the difference it made to someone.

Every single day at work I feel like I take 2 steps forward and 5 steps back. I’m so tired of feeling beaten down by my job.