Feeling very nervous today. Seems silly, don't think I should be. It's only fuckin work tomorrow, have been there 12 bloody years. I guess it's to be expected after 2 months off, nearly dying, and all the questions that'll get fired at me that there would be some nerves involved. But FFS, after all the shit that's happened why the fuck should I feel any nerves at all? You'd think it'd be more like "meh" and just wandering in and clocking on. Perhaps it's the social thing, I do get shy sometimes. And I haven't actually seen these people for the entire 2 months. Dept head is the only one I've been in regular contact with as well.
Perhaps it's because I've been somewhere so completely different from the work environment. How could I expect any of them to even begin to understand what I've been through? In fact how could I myself understand their position/lack of understanding? They've been simply plodding on as usual in the same old world of work, nothing new or inspiring. Such an enormous contrast of emotions, thoughts, ideas, and life.
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