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I was always really good at compartmentalizing what I did for a living. I think that was part of my gift. I had the compassion that the duties required, but also the ability to leave it behind the moment I stepped out the door. Now when I left my assignment, I got in my car and cried. Because my assignment was to watch my grandmother die.
Time is such a precious thing. How you spend it, how you waste it. And it becomes even more valuable as the hourglass runs out, because you will never get more of it. I see it every day. The panic as the last grains of sand fall.
true :(
He also stole my neti pot, which for some reason pissed me off more than the cheating. He does not deserve clear sinuses.
