Forthcoming Metamorphosis

Today was just terrible.

I think that I will be best served staying away from everyone at work. I won’t speak to anyone unless spoken to. I will keep to myself. I will keep my headphones on and just lose myself in my work.

I’ll do my overtime quietly and without overextending myself, like I had done during much of the past year.

As I see it, I no longer have anything to offer the office environment anymore. I’ll just walk around like a mindless drone, without a shred of personality, and do whatever work stuff I have to do.

Being social has definitely not paid off for me, so I see no reason to bother anymore at this point.

Today was so bad, I genuinely don’t feel like writing about it. I have a myriad of emotions circulating through my brain right now, to where I can’t even fathom organizing it in any meaningful way to where I can even begin to write it down. I’d be all over the place.

I’m scatterbrained at the moment, I guess. I suppose this is what that feels like.

I’m too tired to fight anymore. I’m too tired to put up this façade anymore. I’m too tired to give my opinions and throw in my two cents anymore.

Tomorrow will be different.

It has to be.

I have to be.