Eight

A couple days ago, someone came up to me at the desk and said:

"you've been working here for a long time"

I said yes, It'll be 8 years on Saturday.

For some reason, whenever someone says that to me, I feel kinda sad. That I really shouldn't be here. That I should be working somewhere else.

But I'm still here. At least I have a job right?!?

I know people who are still desperately looking for a job, I'm really lucky that I've been employed this long and that I'm making money to pay the bills. But I want to do more.

I need my bliss.

Eight years was too long not to be where my bliss is at.