No time no time no time

It’s a pretty sad fact of life that I’m slowly becoming consumed by my 9-5 job. I get SMSs after hours until 6.30 pm. I wake up and think of things carers need to know before 8 am, so I send them messages. People harrass me after hours. And me, I’m only a temp.

Sucks to see everything else slipping away… books, collaborative project, podcasts, publicity, even my dancing this week! I’ve missed two classes and don’t know wtf I’m doing.

But that’s ok. I’ve noticed it, so I can stop the landslide. Hopefully it means I’ll be able to be more active here… with, and on behalf of my bands. Fingers crossed.

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