Burnout Comes to All that Desire
Trigger Warning
Trigger Warning
I look for my own rope and carefully tie it around my slippery slope of a life. Don’t worry. The other end isn’t attached to anything useful.
My noise cancelling headphones, which are connectedÂ
to my gaming computer which is connectedÂ
to my dual monitors which are connectedÂ
to my Bluetooth stereo bookshelf speakers,
bring me little comfort as I sit alone for 8 hours working.
My children are about to break for summer vacation. I’m unsure how to feel about this. I desire to keep them close, but not that close.
A vacation in Europe sounds great until you look at your bank account. Student loan payments have been on deferment for so long we might as well just not pay them back. My mortgage payment went up $300 per month this year because…I don't know why. My theory is all of the companies moving to Texas are driving up housing prices. My wife tends to agree.
It’s so fucking hot outside. Do I have to ever leave this house? Like really?Â
Can I uber my kids to grandma’s house for a week? If I install 3 AC wall units and keep my main AC off, will I save money each month?
I missed my Taoism class today. I wasn’t even busy, I just forgot to care.
I watch horror movies at lunch. The emotion of being scared is at least more real than the emotion of being bored.
I keep writing on this blank white page which stares into my eyes as I stare into an abyss of smooth plastic that twinkles in the darkness. The warmth of fans blowing hot hair at my feet only serves as a reminder of the hot air that awaits me outside. Yet, when it was cold, I desired the heat.
Is it possible to suffer burnout on life?
