It never gets better than this.
40+ hours a week I go in an tune out. I see no reason to pay attention to anyone at work any more. I have 3 weeks left of work. 2 more paychecks then i am done.
One week of freedom and then one month of pure madness. I am counting down the days till i leave this monotony. no more assembling no more cutting no more dealing with hipsters no more dealing the senile and no more dealing with the seriousness of a job that is not rewarding.
I have had jobs where I wake up and feel like shit for a month. but one morning i wake up and I am happy and i am done. the project has been finished. my body went through a lot to get there. satisfaction.
satisfaction is one thing i don't get from framing prints for hospitals and banks.
I am a photographer for god sake ( not literally, god has nothing to do with my profession) and i have had every creative thought in my body sucked out because of repetition.
one month till Germany. I cant wait.