Today, I was scheduled for work. Yes, it is quite relieving to finally have a job once more, seeing as it provides bread and water, mobility and freedom, and most of all, independence. However, such things never come without a cost and that singular, but very debilitating, price is this:
The lack of free time, or the severe and unmerciful dashing of it.
I loathe how we are only given 23 hours, 48 minutes and some odd seconds per day to go about our lives. What incenses me further is that we spend half of such precious time sleeping, another quarter working, eating, general hygiene, etc... What are we left with to enjoy? Whatever the nu