i used to care. i guess i still do to some extent, but lately work has become something that i have to do, not necessarily want to do/be there for. i go in, punch the clock and for the next seven hours or thereabouts, i am a monomissioned drone who is focused on one thing and one thing only: getting out of dodge as soon as possible.
don't get me wrong, i love my career/profession. it's just that, there has to be more. doesn't there? it always seemed in the past like there was more to it than that.
who knows? not me, for now at least.
Jazz Night tonight. kids are psyched for it. their director is seizing his aspect one more time and doing what needs to be done.
sumus.
cue up the soundtrack....
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