Not Here

I’m not inspired

No passion or desire for what I do

Not here, where I can’t wait to leave

It could be worse, could have no job

Still not happy, not driven or any shits given

Worse jobs I’ve had and still haven’t felt this bad

I dread the commute to work

I want to leave before I even walk in

It’s not the people or even the work

I don’t want to be here

The perks are nice and have a park view

No micro-management or pain in the ass bosses

Still, I don’t want to be here

My future is unclear, don’t know what the next chapter holds

What misfortunes will life bring

Have bills to pay

Have to eat

A place to sleep

With all that, I still don’t want to here

Am I ungrateful, selfish, spoiled or being a brat

Too old to be doing something I don’t want to

I know what I want and what I don’t

And I don’t want to be here

I’m scared and not sure what tomorrow will bring

But with the greatest of certainty, I know one thing

I don’t want to be here

So why am I still here

I don’t want to be here, so I get up and leave

Day #77 SJD

Segundo Juan Devora