I've graduated from "what are you doing these days" to "how's work?" and I'm only 2 days in-I'm sadly drained out this very moment.
I'm almost as embarrassed as to admit that i'm frustrated with whatever that I'm letting my head feel which is getting me all raged up because I'm of the passionate sort- all in excited or out.
I can't or perhaps don't want myself to be in a lukewarm position of closing one eye when I have two but of course, I need to work on my toleration meter to pay the bills.
Passion vs Bills.
For the worth of me, I care a lot for what I'm making myself go through but as the saying goes,
"beggars can't be choosers".
How did I ended down here?
:(
