This morning in particular, I groaned at the idea of going to work. It's not just one job, today, it's both jobs and I worry that I just don't have it in me to smile and be nice and serve lattes to gardeners until 9 o'clock tonight, after having been at my office job all day. I need to build up my stamina for this kind of thing. Or start drinking Red Bull, which is something I don't want to do.
I take the same highway to work that leads to the mountains. My exit to the office is the last one inside city limits before the highway stretches out towards the west. So often, this morning included, I have just wanted to say "screw it!" and keep on driving.
Today, I would like to sit in the sun on the patio of a coffeeshop in Jasper, write in my journal and drink a dark roast.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Don't drink Red Bull all the time! It's bad. But I drink it sometimes...
Post a Comment