The rush and bustle, the late nights and long projects. Today I'm worn and tired. I don't want to work anymore. But still I know I must. I'm glad I'm working for something, living for a purpose. Otherwise all of this strain would get too old for me manage pretty quickly. My life is good, I'm just human.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Strain
The rush and bustle, the late nights and long projects. Today I'm worn and tired. I don't want to work anymore. But still I know I must. I'm glad I'm working for something, living for a purpose. Otherwise all of this strain would get too old for me manage pretty quickly. My life is good, I'm just human.
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