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Work; should probably go in early tomorrow. Yeah, early is good. More time to work.
*Stress-relieving sigh* Home
Food; I wonder what she made. Hope it’s good.
Good dinner; nice talk. Where are my children? Haven’t seen them in days… wait, have I? I need to go to bed. I’m tired, I can’t even think straight.
*sends children good night text* I’ll see them tomorrow
Work; lots to do today. Going in early. Early is good. More time to work.
Didn’t really want to stay late tonight. Oh well at least it’s under control.
*Tiring yawn* Home
Food; I wonder what she made. Hope its good- leftovers? Oh well, I can manage.
What did she say? Bought something new? For what though? I need sleep, I’ll remember tomorrow. Hey! The kids, I’ll talk to them tomorrow, I’m too tired right now. Good to see them, though
*Kisses children goodnight* Glad I got to see them.
Work; so much work. I’ll bring it home tonight to finish. It’ll be easy…
*Melancholy sigh* Home
Food; probably leftovers again. Oh well. Gotta’ finish work.
New picture frames! That’s what it was. And she says I don’t listen to her… HA! Wow, it’s been a long day, I need sleep… I wonder how he did at his game tonight… I’ll ask him tomorrow. I need sleep.
*laughs* She said I never listen, like I used too.
Work; need more time to work. Going in early, staying late. Bringing the job home. I’m dedicated, that’s all I can say. I do what I have to do…
*Questions location momentarily* The House
So to finish the project I’ll probably make a few phone calls. That should tie up the loose ends… but what if…
*goes off on wild thought tangent* I need sleep, too much work!
Work; … Day off? This is strange. I don’t know how to start my day off… let’s do a family breakfast!
*Searches the house for wife and children* Hey, I thought she said she put up new pictures of the kids?
Where is everyone? Probably running errands. That’s ok, I can make breakfast for when they return!
*Finds note* Call when I stop working and start listening… That’s arbitrary. How long will she keep this up?
*Sheds a single tear*
Dated 6 months ago?
Oh, well. Nobody can change
Oh, well. Nobody can change unless they want it themselves. I think your father need to feel the emptiness in always working all the time before being able to change anything. Perhaps this poem can be a good start? In the end I think happiness can be found within ourselves. For me, this is a very important reminder that I don't need to be all tired out to actually have achieved anything at work.
I'm always lying, in fact, I'm lying to you right now.
I'll hang this on my fridge
I'll hang this on my fridge door so I will always remember to LIVE in between work. That person is me. Spot on, mate.
I'm always lying, in fact, I'm lying to you right now.
I'm glad to have been able to
I'm glad to have been able to help. Maybe my father should read it too. (=