*looks around*
*sighs*
What's the matter with me? I need to appreciate this job, this income, this pure luckiness more than I do. I need to work harder. I realized last night that while I always say I love my job, I don't really. I love the fact that I have this job, but that's different. I'd probably be happier gardening, but that's not a career change I'm qualified for, and on practical merits it probably wouldn't be a smart one either.
The whines of the yuppie class are boring, but they are mine.