Another weekend is coming to a close, and we all know what that means… tomorrow is Monday. Now, in the states it’s a holiday, but around the rest of the world, it’s the start of another full week of work, the start of having to follow a certain schedule, and for some, it means . . .
It’s Monday afternoon, and as I am sitting here at work, part of me is feeling empty. Not going to lie, I really don’t want to be here. While I love the company that I work for, the job itself has become far too repetitive and unfulfilling for me. I feel, though, as if I am . . .