Dear Lord, I came into work this morning, full of enthusiasm for the week and got hit with a shitstorm that I can do little to correct personally. Arrgh.

I’ve only left my desk for about 10 minutes the whole day, and only achieved a fraction of what I wanted to do.

This, I suspect, is the downside of having a job you’re really passionate about. The highs are higher, but the lows are lower.

I just want to go home, dive into a bath of whisky and never come out again.

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