"leave me the fuck alone"

When I was walking to work today, I came across a vagrant as I frequently do (Portland is rife with them) and, without provocation she muttered aloud 'leave me the fuck alone.' I have to say, I wasn't even taken aback (crazy people say crazy things), but I did think it relatively apropos. Tia says I have been crabby lately.........but I think my feelings of late can best be summed up by the 5 words the crazy lady spewed forth this morning.

I realize more and more that, while I feel I am doing a good job, I just don't like my actual job. I have been trying to keep more positive about it. I only offer 'advice' so I try not to stress about it when I don't have an answer. However, the sheer unadulterated neediness gets to you after awhile. Call after call after call. Especially on days like today where they flood in like water from a ruptured dam. The only thing I enjoy are the people I work with..........and some days I interact with them so little, I might as well be cloistered off in a closet somewhere. So, I continue to try to find alternatives........and may need to expand that search. I don't like feeling this way and it bleeds to far into other areas of my life (much to Tia's chagrin I am sure). Unfortunately little else in life affords me any real relief from the anxiety I have at the start of each and every day........not because I am concerned about the mystery of what lies ahead, but rather because I know EXACTLY what lies ahead.

I need to eat.........and then go back again. only half a day left before 2 days off.........which I will spend looking for something else to do with my weekday time.