Time Will Tell
Wow, I am still at work. It’s supposed to be the summer months, and hours are not supposed to be this long. I met up with my adviser today, and he tells me that I look a bit different from the last few times we’d met up before. Of course, this would be ages ago because the last few times, we had our discussions over the phone. He said that I appeared concerned, a bit more serious than the other times before. Before, I had seemed so laid-back and carefree.
It’s not so much the long hours, but the responsibility that is weighing me down. If other people aren’t going to get the job done, it will still eventually have to be complete. Loose ends have to be put in their place. I’m currently tying up loose ends on three different projects. Maybe that’s why I’m so “concerned.” If I don’t get them done, who will?
All these entries about work lately. I think I’m reaching that point where a person my age wonders what she’s gotten herself into and whether or not it is worth it, whether or not it’s even the direction she wanted to head in the first place.
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