I Don't Even Have Time To Be Performative. Or Routined.
I hit the three year mark at my job earlier this week. About 10 years ago I started on a new path of breaking the streak of job hopping every 18 months to two years. Did my attitude change about work and always needing to progress quickly or be doing cool shit? No. My perception of time changed. Days flew by. Weeks blended. And years racked up. It doesn't feel like I have been here three years. And it didn't feel like I was at. my last company for six years. Nothings drags. I feel like I never have enough time. And I am always tired. (But that could be health related.) I've always been an early riser - even as a child. In fourth grade I would wake up before others in the house, go into the kitchen and make myself toaster french toast. I would set a place at the table, complete with a placemat and a paper napkin folded with a knife and fork on it. I would sit down with. my warmed toast, slather on the appropriate accoutrements, and eat quietly. No TV. No boo...
