I'm living in Purgatory. What is there to do when you've finished up all seven seasons of All Creatures Great & Small on Netflix and everything else seems pale in comparison?
I spend 9 hours a day driving to work, "working" and driving back home. My paychecks are minimal since I've opted for Health Care Savings enough to pay for 6 crowns and I've taken out two loans from my 401k to make home improvements. Jeez, give me back the days when I worked for $9 an hour and had no credit, no mortgage, no car payment, no insurance.
God, is life really this boring? What did I do wrong? Where do I go from here? It's all I can do sometimes to keep from taking all my savings and seeing how far I could go in my not-even-halfway-paid-for used Honda and starting over in a new identity.
I'm not dedicated or passionate enough about anything. There's no life or death crisis in front of me. There's no choice to be made. Every thing is the same thing today as it was yesterday, as it will be tomorrow.
I'm sick of reading about the stupid government. I'm tired of reading blogs. Could it really be that my brain is so fried I have no interests any more? This is pathetic.
What would I tell someone who was whining like this?
Oh crap. I don't even know THAT.