In the morning, I head back to work after an entire month away being with my wife and daughter.
There are not words in the English language to describe how I feel about this. I hate the fact that I have to leave those 2 people before the sun rises.
I know it has to be done. Work never stops. I just hate when people say, "I bet you're ready to go back to work to get a rest huh? Hyuck Hyuck!" No. Actually, I'm not ready for a break. I don't ever want a break from this.
Damn, I don't want to go.
There are not words in the English language to describe how I feel about this. I hate the fact that I have to leave those 2 people before the sun rises.
I know it has to be done. Work never stops. I just hate when people say, "I bet you're ready to go back to work to get a rest huh? Hyuck Hyuck!" No. Actually, I'm not ready for a break. I don't ever want a break from this.
Damn, I don't want to go.
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