All Outta Fucks

The title? Pardon my French and excuse my Irish, but sometimes it needs saying. There was a time not too long ago that I actually looked forward to getting up and shuffling off to work every day. From the time I was a senior in high school up until about maybe 16 years ago or so, I would show up early and eager for whatever my job threw at me. Loved it so much that I even rarely took vacations. Some days I would get so wrapped up in a task I would find myself at the office after hours. Loved getting out there and shooting events or editing videos, anything else that allowed my creativity to fly. On top of all that, I kept getting promised new and exciting opportunities which kept me where I was at. Eventually the company changed hands and I fell victim to downsizing and having projects being killed. Now I find myself having a difficult time rolling out of bed or caring about punctuality. I cannot seem to offer up one single fuck, let alone two, about anything having to do with my job which now consists mostly of sitting at a desk which is something I swore long ago that I would never ever do.

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