So, I was talking to my Dad yesterday and it hit me that I don't know what the point of anything is anymore. I love my job and I love the work, I just hate actually having to go to work and the lather, rinse, repeat of it all. I get up at the asscrack of dawn, I go to work, I try my best to get things done, I come home, eat dinner, spend a few
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