"It's the words that sing. They soar and descend... I bow to them... I love them, cling to them, I run them down, I bite into them, I melt them down... I love words so much..." Pablo Neruda
Friday, May 14, 2010
Friday at 1PM
I'm totally mentally spent. I don't think I'll do much more at work today past 2:30, or so. There are people whom I work with that take pieces of me all day long, all week long, so that by Friday there's nothing left of me. No patience, no laughter, no ambition... nothing left to give or offer. I used to think that I was socially inept, but I've come to understand that I only have so much to give of myself and then I shut down. I have always had friends, and the ones that have stuck around know that I give and give until I can give no more and then I must retreat to recharge... thank GOD they've accepted that of me and continue to love me. So, at work, by Friday at 1PM, I have given all I can to these people who often exhaust me to the point of anger and now I must retreat. Happy Friday.
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