I have just completed a 12 hour shift.
I had a headache, interesting side-effects from meds, and unspeakable stomach cramps.
I still managed to only have one funny moment, do 65 calls and process 2 loans.
I think I deserve a medal 
I am, certifiably, AMAAAAZING.
What's more, I'm back there at 8am tomorrow morning...bring it on biatches 
It is POURING with rain here in Brighton.
I'm giving serious consideration to going outside just to run around in it.
Is it meant to break your heart when you find out that someone you care about is getting in touch with all his lovely female friends from his past, and one of them is his ex and first lover?
Is it actually meant to hurt this much?
Is it right?
Is this going to make me stronger?
Is this supposed to make me sad, mad or just numb?
I feel like I'm acting in a play that no-one's finished and I haven't been given my lines for the day.
