The temptation exists to just pack up all my crap and move back to NY. I’m tired of being disappointed at every turn. I’m tired of feeling the way I’ve felt for the last 10 months. I’m tired of applying for jobs and having them not work out.
I’m just tired.
And a very big part of me thinks, almost every day, about packing up and going back… and just working at Tar*get until I find a job.
It’s not realistic. It’s emotionally driven and I realize that. It’s been a very bad week and a half, and this week has already started out with a great big kick in the throat. I’m tired of those. So, so tired. If leaving this place would fix that, I’d be gone.