want to go home want to go home want to go home…

i have so many better things to do than be here. at least i’d rather be doing those. i don’t think i’m going to keep working here once school starts either. i need to not sit at this desk ever again as soon as i can arrange it. nothing at all against the people that employ me though, in case they ever see this. they’re great. it’s just me. i get this way the last month of the summer every year. i want nothing more in the world then for my summer job to be over forever. there’s something very satisfying about putting things behind you for good like that. i’d say it’s the feeling of moving forward that accompanies such changes in routine. i don’t know about you, but i need that to give me a sense of progress toward the (hopefully better than the present) future.

but really right now i’d settle for about an hour’s worth of progress toward the surely better than 3:40 five o’ clock.