matrixrefugee | Trying to keep my hopes up

Inventory night, and I think I need a break from work. The question is, if I can afford it. Money isn't much of an issue, as much as my sanity is. And frankly, the environment at work is toxic. People lately, co-workers and customers alike, seem whinier than ever, and I really am tired of hearing about everything that's wrong in the universe, when I have enough of my own darkness to deal with. When I just want to hear about something good and uplifting. I come home from work feeling like I've been crawling through raw sewage. A fall of snow can give me reasons to be joyful, but that joy is soon destroyed under a barrage of howling from people who seem to have forgotten that childhood feeling of glee...

I don't feel like I'm meant for this world, and I wish I could find one where I fit...

But I have one thing to be happy about: My draggies hatched in the night!