Thursday, May 20, 2004
What makes today different from yesterday? I still woke-up feeling tired, just like yesterday and every other day. I drink my coffee and sit in front of my computer just wearing my underwear and t-shirt, just like yesterday and every other day. I drive to work; just to sit in my office, where I read and write reports, answer
phone calls, and on occasion, go out and make an arrest, but that has seem to have become monotonous as well. I hate the influx of life, however when I fall into a rhythm, I soon find myself bored. Where is the adventure? Where is the excitement? Why do long for such routine, yet despise it?
phone calls, and on occasion, go out and make an arrest, but that has seem to have become monotonous as well. I hate the influx of life, however when I fall into a rhythm, I soon find myself bored. Where is the adventure? Where is the excitement? Why do long for such routine, yet despise it?
