It's past midnight and I'm staring at a wall, I finally decided to take a shot at sharing my thoughts and not a single one would come to mind.
I look back at all the times that I've wanted to share something while en route or taking a break... Many a time did I cry because things would get so pent up without anyone to vent out to.
Not that I don't have friends...
My boss... but then again I can't really tell her how I feel about the other parts of work, like the ones that suck.
People at the office... great friends but not the ones I'd share something that would demoralize, or even make them feel that I'm not happy at work.
The love of my life... would listen yes, but I want to spare him the details mostly because I want to spare myself from the hassle of having to calm him down, He gets mad and looks so downright indignant that it just makes me fall all over again.
So here I am, finally visible online in the literary sense without a thought to share. So I swear I am going to have to make it a point to jot something down for next time.
