Today I woke up and I realized that I hated my job. I mean, I didn't just realize it yesterday, I've known for a while. But I realized that I can no longer tolerate it. When did I actually realize I hate my job? Hard to say. It's like asking me when I realized that the sun shines. I know it does, and I am sure at one time there was actually a day in which I realized this, but I can't recall. My minutes run into hours, that run into days, that all make me want to scream.
I need a change.
Let's see what will happen from here.