It’s Thursday at lunchtime.

It’s Thursday at lunchtime.
I am at work.
I am eating while I type.
I am tired.
I am recovering from a minor breakdown at work. 
I cried. 
I cursed.
I called my g/f.
I cried.
I cursed.
I yelled and argued a bit.
I got more frustrated.
I hung up.
I cried more.
I got up and left.
I drove to get some food.
I took a happy pill.
I came back to work.
I ate my lunch.
I started back to work.
 

The journey is the reward

Lao-Tzu