I need a new direction. I need to find something else to do with my 40 hours a week. I need to figure out what to do with my life. No one knows but me, and I don't know.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Sundays tell me
For the last three weeks I have received a certain kind of sign. Each Sunday without purchasing a paper and only half heartedly looking, I have come into possession of one of these...
I need a new direction. I need to find something else to do with my 40 hours a week. I need to figure out what to do with my life. No one knows but me, and I don't know.
I need a new direction. I need to find something else to do with my 40 hours a week. I need to figure out what to do with my life. No one knows but me, and I don't know.
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Brendan, I lost my mind this week, to the point that a friend actually had to tell me, with all sincerity, "You're fucking crazy".
I also quit my restaurant job the other night. I'm 27 and just getting back in school. I think we're both lucky in that we are aware that we want something else, something better for ourselves.
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