Friday, 5 November 2010
Disorientation
There's something about working 9-5, five days a week that means that you never have to think about what day it is. Life follows its regular, routine pattern; you get up, go to work, your day is organised for you, you come home, wait for the weekend, when your time is your own, but mostly you wake up around the same time anyway. It is quite freeing not to have that structure anymore, but yesterday I truly forgot what day of the week it was and although tomorrow is Saturday, for me it will be the same as Friday,
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Ah - so you're now in God's waiting room?
I know exactly what you mean. After three years of it, I still haven't got used to it and I often have to look on my laptop to see what day it is. So weird!
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