Day 65 of writing every day.
I woke up feeling still tired again today. However it’s more a fatigue felt physically than a fatigue felt in the mind.
I’ve gotten used to the 11-8 shift that I was thrust into, but it’s because of the motivation I know I’m feeling from the decision to leave. I have no intent to stay any longer than I absolutely have to at my current job, and I’m filled with optimism knowing it’s going to end soon. What I’ve been forced to endure and sacrifice as a result of my shift is not something I intend to repeat again.
Having no voice over the decision to work 11-8 until hell freezes over, I feel empowered making the call to move on at the end of March. It’s a risk I’m taking to search for a new and what will lead to a better beginning, I hope as I approach being thirty-three years old.
I’m just fortunate that I’m in pretty good health compared to the average person I think. I won’t get anywhere in life if I don’t take risks and leaps of faith into the unknown and forge my own way forward. I’m tired following the poorly planned designs that just see me as another cog in the machine that is called a business.
Time to get ready for bed.
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