Is every Sunday going to be like this?

1 Aug 2017.

A new environment. A new job. A new battlefield.

I went back to my old industry with an apprehension on whether I am able to do well.

There are too many uncertainties. I never liked uncertainty. It makes you think too much.

I'm liking it so far. Nearly a month in. I'm settling in nicely.

I only hope I make the right choices in life.

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The lack of respect is deafening

I met you in the dark
You lit me up
You made me feel as though
I was enough...

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So much has happened within these few months.

It is clear now, where my career needs to go.

I hope what I want comes quicker, but good things come to those that wait right? I hope.

I think I let myself be a pushover. I'm being treated like one. Especially you.

Maybe as what you say. I am a joke.

It's hard to please everyone. It's even harder to shoulder everything.

I'll shoulder anything willingly.

But it's time to stop pleasing everyone.