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Just another busy day at work
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Work, work and more work.

You get up; you stare for a while, while you clutch your coffee. You make a decision, you set off and go.

Some days can be stressful, some okay. Some days you pray that there is a sudden blizzard that blocks all roads to work or that you suddenly lose your voice and can't work at all. Even when you are ill you still end up going to work and suffering through.

The paycheck comes, the taxman takes (and he takes and takes and takes). It's mundane sometimes but it's life.

The day drags, the time wastes but eventually it's time to leave. The journey seems long and you stare out the car window, passenger seat...

You get home, make calls, deal with matters, cook, eat, bath, clear the plates, wash, dry, iron your clothes ready for work tomorrow. Then you spend hours alone relaxing.

In between all of this coming and going you work on your dreams. You build your choices, look at other opportunities, consider all the options. You write a little, type a little, surf a little, then you feel a headache coming on and spend time just lazing.

Eventually everyone else is in bed so you creep down stairs, slot your headphones into the TV and flick between channels, searching for knowledge, old favourites and new ideas in the music channels. Late night TV, the best time for entertainment.

Eventually you drag yourself to bed, you write something spontaneously, the pen running across the page and let the words flow freely. You are the only one awake, you are alone but that doesn't scare you, you feel enlightened for once but you can't switch off, you don't want to sleep.

Eventually you settle down but you still don't go to sleep. You think and think. Is this my life? Is there more? What will I strive for next?

You know you'll move jobs when the time is right. You will progress but for now you are staying put to allow certain things.

And then you wake up and it's work, work, work again as you jump out of bed, tripping over frantically when you realise the alarm didn't go off again. Just another day. Maybe today will be better than yesterday.
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