EMOZEIT (sorry for stealing this brilliant word, Sammy)

Tomorrow I'll be in Hamburg for Farin's concert and will spend three days there. Last night I was told I'll get a pay rise in January. I should be excited. I should be happy. I should at least be glad. Instead I'm fucking miserable. I should just stop looking for a new job, the one I have is perfectly fine, relatively well-paid and... Yeah. I earn enough money so I can go on holiday in summer and take a few days off during the year to go see concerts. What more could I ask for? Yes, I hate it, but it's better than being unemployed. I don't have to like what I do, as long as I'm paid for it. Sure, if I had a dream or a project everything would be much easier, I could just tell myself I'm working because I need money to do something else, instead I'm just working so I can have a pension in 40 years' time. If I'm still alive by then. Just the thought of doing this for the next 5 years makes me want to die.

And yes, I'm fucking fed up of being alone. But, oh well, what can you do? *shrugs*

Here, have a meme. Found in robtengel's LJ.

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