decompression

I’m glad I quit my job. Life’s too short to be unhappy. But I’m still worried about my clients, and I know I have to go there to pick up my stuff – boss is not being cool about me just dropping by after hours, which I can’t say I blame him too much for. I just wish things were different.

Can’t get my clients out of my head. Too much needs to be done for them and they don’t have anyone there to do it. I suppose it shouldn’t be my problem anymore. You can’t stay at a job simply because there’s work to be done. There always will be.

I slept all day today and now I’m awake, sleepy but staying up because the thoughts are plaguing me. I didn’t feel well today, not entirely sure why. Could be anything, knowing my body.

I’ll get something soon, I was just hoping to completely decompress before doing so. I’m not sure I will.