I just punched out at 8:59 pm. It’s 9:05. I’m in Poyndexter. I think I just want to clear my thoughts and vent a little.

I have to try and not let myself stress out over money. I want to improve my financial situation so badly.

I want a better work schedule. My body has been telling me that it needs a change. Crazy up and down hours are killing me. I have to prioritize sleep. It’s not that Sorouts has been a lousy place to work; it’s a huge improvement over Walmart. That it is has concealed the fact that there is even better work out there, something I will be happy doing. I have the heart and soul of an artist.

It took me most of my life to realize that because I also love science and numbers. But, I want a more direct way of expressing my creativity—more artistic creativity, because there is creativity in science and numbers, too. I want a job that’s not soul sucking.

I have work to do.

I guess that’s all for now.

Headed home.

It’s 9:14 pm.