This whole week I have been sick as fuck. My piece of shit coworker who I hate with every fiber of my soul. Decide it would be a good idea to show up to work sick. And thenpig face got half of the building sick..I truly dislike this lady.
So today I go and get some results back. A little nervous about it. But I have comes to terms with the idea that I may not like the results. Life is so unpredictable even though it is so very fucking predictable. Life is a bunch of the same moments happening over and over again disguised as other moments. The problem is we allow ourselves to get completely overwhelmed by them that we never view them as clearly as we can. Different days don’t mean different problems. We tell ourselves because if it’s the same problem then we are probably at fault for not fixing it the first time around..nobody wants that.