miss my job?

I woke up in a manic dreaming that I was trying to make a $7K sale and our POS system (only it was the old medical records database I used to work in at the hospital several lifetimes ago) wasn’t working. I will miss my job. It was nice to have something to take care of and do that everyone just worshipped me for doing well. It felt so good to leave it at the end of the day. It felt soo good to miss bedtimes twice a week. I don’t know what I will do to enjoy that again.

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