Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Pissed off for no good reason

I am tired of my life. Day in and day out it is this lame cycle that goes the same. I do the same thing, go to the same places, with the same people, and work at the same job doing the same thing like a cookie cutter.

I look mostly the same and I still feed the same vices. I make no headway on anything and I don't get any real satisfaction from anything anymore.

What I could use is moving away and starting wholly over with my life. I could do it, I really could. I just need a backpack to carry my TV in...

But seriously I have tried very little, honestly, to change my life. Maybe I am afraid of something or maybe I am just down in the dumps. Whatever it is it is making me lose my smile. I am happy in little spurts these days and can't shake the feeling that I have already achieved the best I will achieve.

I don't want to turn to drugs or alcohol and, if I told anyone other than a blog how I am feeling, I would be ridiculed. How fortunate that this blog is not read by anyone...

Tomorrow I will get up and go for a long bike ride. I may go longer than ever before because I am having problems shaking my insecurities and a good ride seems to make me feel better.

Peace.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Dreaming about work

I work a lot. At a minimum I work five shifts per week. Right now I am in a pattern of having six or more shifts a week. With little free time and a constant feeling of having to do something with my time, I am bordering on being crazy.

But to just pile more on, I also dream about work almost every night. And it isn't just the job I have, waiting tables, but I am back in the Air Force Reserve, something I left behind over a year ago, and I am going nuts by it.

It's not that I don't enjoy what I do. I take great pride in how I do my job and it gives me a comfortable life. But it seems endless right now. The dream dictionary gives me the definition that I feel like I have unfinished business at work but that doesn't apply to my line of work. What I think the dreams mean is that I feel pulled every which direction and have fallen into a pattern where I am becoming more anxious and more aggravated and it will eventually consume me. I found myself going gambling just to get away from all of it only to have that become part of my routine.

So far, and that is a short so far, I am trying to eliminate the bad habits and get into more adventurous ones to spice it up but it's going to be a long, long journey back to what I consider sanity.

Peace.