Work

Another day in the call-centre. My second day of taking over a hundred calls. Left work at 7:00pm exhausted, my eyes fucked from staring at a computer screen for 7 hours and 40 minutes. (This doesn't count lunches and break-times - an hour and 20 minutes altogether). Walking home through the sudden snow (fat white drops of rainy pavements) and thinking there is a better way to live than this. My life is being consumed by that place. Time to go soon I think.