mantra, since friday

[michdish]

i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.
i need to quit my job.

Comments

[magnolienbaum]

heh.
me too.

hope yr holding out okay.

[michdish]

well, holding out is certainly an appropriately desperate term.

i have a time plan that i am going to try to hold myself to. i will post about it bc then i will feel culpable.

it's just gotten so bad lately/i have no tolerance anymore perhaps. i felt very revelatory and a little loopy about it on friday and came really close to calling you, like you were my sponsor or something. oyoyoy.

[magnolienbaum]

heh. you should've called, for reals.
this is hard work!
the no tolerance business is the worst. when you have to come in everyday even though the thought of it makes you want to hurl something into the east river, you know something's gotta give. that's kinda where i am right now.
i'm eager to hear about this plan. i'm doing mediocrely on my plan.

[michdish]

oh, i have made no process in the plan except for formulating the idea in my head. which, surely, is an important step, i wouldn't say there has been tangible progress. i did finally revise my resume, though.

there are indeed days that i walk to the east river (i don't work that far from it) and peer out at the UN and the water and wish i could spit that far. into the river, not the UN.

but alas...next time i will call you. whylana can verify that we went to yoga on friday where the door was locked and people were waiting outside. and we debated waiting bc i was like - i must talk to heath! i've had a revelation and i need life support! maybe they're still coming and we should wait. but we soon gave up and walked home. more out of restlessness than anything.