I hate being tired all the time, but that’s the price of working. I guess, in order to have success, one has to literally wear themselves pretty bloody thin nowadays. Most days I feel like an old, worn out, floppy shoe. You know, the kind that slips around on your foot and feels super uncomfortable. Half the time I am working, I look around and wonder why in the world I’m still there. Don’t misunderstand me, there are things to like about my job, but there are also plenty of things to NOT like. In reality, humans are imperfect, so any system designed by humans will also contain flaws. No matter how hard I try to do a good job, I am often left to wonder if my best will ever be good enough. I think I have reached the point where I have almost stopped caring about promotions. All a promotion will bring is more responsibility, bigger headaches, and, for a lot of people, an opportunity to become bossy and bigheaded. Anyway, just dropping some thoughts off on my way to take a nap.