Things haven’t been working out too well over the past 24 hours. I visited my family yesterday afternoon to deliver some prescriptions and I couldn’t get into the mood. You know, the one where you enjoy yourself in the company of those that you love. I actually went back to my apartment early and didn’t make it to a MechWarrior tournament because something wasn’t right with me.
Today was worse. Between picking up a couple of new people that live in the extreme corner of the county, and the office calling every 10 minutes to make sure I was picking up somebody or another, my first load ended up an hour long. Then a quick second load from the list the other driver normally gets (he’s been out sick for the past two weeks). During the quick one hour I spent at the center, I spent most of it banging my head into hard things.
I bang my head because I am frustrated and there is no other way to express it. I bang my head because something isn’t working right and I’m trying to find the restart button. There are times I can feel my brain undulating because it wants to explode and I must expose my brain to the air so it can explode. There is some thought or concept in my brain that I must let out at all cost. I don’t know what it is, but I have to get it out, no matter what.
Considering how well I’ve done over the past 24 hours and the fact that I would be working alone tomorrow, I decided to call in sick ahead of time. Can you blame me?
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