this is the final curtain.
and i`m ready to get the fuck out of dodge. i`m irritable, i don`t want to be here anymore.
why is it on my last day of work, i feel so sullen and ill tempered? this is a good day. right? i don`t get this. i shouldn`t be feeling like this, but i want to hide away from everyone.
and in combination with this, my finger hurts. i managed to take a healthy chunk out of it with a sharp knife yesterday making dinner.
what is this malaise?
and what`s upsetting me is that i have no reason to feel this way. it`s my last day, i`m off to trinidad tomorrow. i get to see the children, i get to celebrate my daughter`s birthday with her and then i`m off to vic.
what is there to irritate me?
