my life feels like a waste, and not because…
my job is unimportant (it’s vital to the community)
or because my education is pointless (i need it to do a better job)
or because I dislike myself (i do my best)
but because we have all agreed that even if i did 50 hours of work in 4 days, it is still not “enough”. time is a resource the world has permission to take freely from me, and it’s the one thing that i can never recover

















