the pressure/demand to perform,keeping up,getting old,oh woe is me.tut tut.

it's a challenge.
i really don't need this shit.

hence my desire to crack it with bf.



sorry about that,
i have a somebody on my case at work,
and he's not going to go away.


a real lickboot.

trouble is;
all the years i've worked there,
i've never once finished a shift thinking,
"job well done,had a good night".

always'always,
struggle,
and catch-up.
running just to stay still.

lost interest in the job,
colleagues.
management.
everything.

i really don't want to be there.

but what do you do?

it pays the bills.

and y'know what?
whenever i get really down with the place,
i buy a lottery ticket.
so if i won,
it would be thanx to them.