While trying to finish my usual 2-page To-Do list today, I suddenly stopped, gave a deep frustrated sigh, stared at all the papers in front of me, and thought of quitting... yes, resigning from this job... I don't know but I'm contemplating on this idea for almost a week now.
Like a choreographed emo moment, the next song played by my player was "I Will Get There" by Boyz II Men...
I will get there,
I will get there somehow,
Cross that river,
Nothing's stoppin' me now,
I will get through the night,
And make it through to the other side
How can I be sure that "there" is a better place than "here." I know myself, when my "there" has become a "here", I will simply obtain another "there" that will again look better than "here."
Ahhhhh, hell day it is!