I realized that I need to work. Not for the money it brings in or for the sole purpose of paying bills, but I need my coworkers, I need those few nice customers that come in once in a while, I need to be challenged, irritated, worked, tired, laughing hysterically, or ridiculously mad. Because when I lack those series of emotions I forget what life is, what human interaction and existence is all about. It's about those extremes, the shades of grey,the hours upon hours of investing, the accomplishments, the shortcomings...
it's about feeling something real...and nothing is more real than raw emotion.
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