Everyday

feels like another … battle I face.

Somewhere along the way of this whole ‘moving to the west’ thing, I’ve learned how to stow my emotions away for the future.

I’m just worried about my job. I really do split my brains apart daily, but it never feels like I’m doing enough. I can’t even define what is ‘enough’ right now.

“Any idiot can face a crisis - it’s day to day living that wears you out.”
—Anton Chekov