Remember when you were a kid and you saw the funny bits in shows about how someone hates their job and just goes to work to pay the bills. I think I've reached that point in my life.
I hate my job.
I used to love the work I do... but the way a corporation crushes your soul and leaves you as an empty husk of your former self has finally taken its toll on me.
I used to look forward to the challenges of work... now I wake up, go to work, do what I have to do to get through the day and then go home.
It's totally absurd but I find myself literally fantasizing about winning the lottery so I can get my soul back.