Forget Mondays, it was Sunday nights that used to give me a suffocating feeling. Here comes Monday soon, and all around you feels comatose, all the energy and life sucked out of the air. There is nothing going on Sunday nights.
Nah I love my job I managed to pull myself up from poor life choices to land my dream job as a software developer.
Going to work still sucks and I’ve come to realise I’ll never be happy in this world as the way it runs is fundamentally different to how I want to live.
Even though I have my dream job, it still takes my time and I wouldn’t do it if I didn’t need to.
Don’t get it twisted though, life is a lot more bearable if you love what you do.
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