I absolutely love Brooklyn neighborhoods. (No overlay) (Taken with instagram)
Looking down an endless tunnel of ceaseless despair. It’s the way I feel.
“This too shall pass.” a common adage tossed around from the bible. I feel as though the stress and torment my job has blessed me with for months on end will never “pass”.
I have never known how much your happiness effects your overall lifestyle. When accompanied by the the wonderful companion called stress for so long you lose focus, motivation, love and compassion for those close to you. You live life only looking for things that can bring instant gratification. Your diet goes to shit and you start living a life that is just lethargic and lazy.
I have came to the conclusion to never indulge in a long term job at the cost of my happiness. My happiness comes before all else as selfish as that sound, but I can’t help but feel this way currently. Of course this will come at situational times.
I feel this tunnel I am in has no end. “Things will get better they say.” I say bullshit. I’ll believe it when I see it. I’ve bit that carrot before.







