The End of Another Unit
My time is now measured in units. However, they are not units of seconds, and minutes. They're in units of block weeks, internships, semesters, part-time jobs, full part-time potential jobs, gym time, eating time, a small portion of family time, pets' time, and usually the best of it all, girlfriend time.One of those units has just ended. Actually, it ended yesterday, but since it is 4.55 am on the system clock right now and I normally sleep around this time, I shall say it just ended today.
It's a good feeling that it ended. I knwo I was supposed to capitalise on the experience, to learn as much as I could, but I failed in that aspect. I just couldn't get my interest level high enough to attain what I ought to have done, what a good student / worker with a yearning attitude and drive would have done. Maybe I just lack in that aspect. But then again, I've enjoyed jobs that expected far less, but gave me a sense of worth. Maybe that's it. Maybe I have to feel that sense of worth before I start enjoying the job.
I hope I'll be able to find it in future.
Another Unit is beginning in 5 minutes. I slept at 11.30 pm. I got up at 4.15 am. That's not enough sleep. I feel like a trucker. Oh wait. I am a trucker... for today at least. Only shitty part is that my horn, is not the loud macho blaring one that the big truckers get to use. Mine, makes an "yeeee" sound. I think. I haven't tried it out yet.
For the first time in a long time, this slot is being taken by another unit. Work to buy supplements. I'm missing out on the girlfriend unit.
Hon, if you see this, know that I miss you, and I wish I were there with you today, to make you feel better, to chase the bug away. My bug. I'm sorry I'm not. I love you.
posted by Da Buffalo! @ 4:58 AM
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