It is 10:37 PM.
I just got home from work.
I arrived at my office at 8:00 this morning.
It seems like I have become consumed by my job. It's my life. All I think about is what I have to do next. Who I have to call. What meeting I have to be in. Who needs me.
Is this unhealthy? Am I addicted? Am I a workaholic?
I love my job. I love what I do. I love my office. I love polo Wednesdays. I love my nameplate. I love crossing things off my todo list. I love being busy. I love juggling love, work and school.
Someone please knock some sense into me.
I just got home from work.
I arrived at my office at 8:00 this morning.
It seems like I have become consumed by my job. It's my life. All I think about is what I have to do next. Who I have to call. What meeting I have to be in. Who needs me.
Is this unhealthy? Am I addicted? Am I a workaholic?
I love my job. I love what I do. I love my office. I love polo Wednesdays. I love my nameplate. I love crossing things off my todo list. I love being busy. I love juggling love, work and school.
Someone please knock some sense into me.
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