It's almost funny how much I feel like Sisyphus nowadays.
"In Greek mythology, Sisyphus was a king of Ephyra. He was punished for chronic deceitfulness by being compelled to roll an immense boulder up a hill, only to watch it roll back down, and to repeat this action forever."
Of course, nobody is punishing me; there are no Greek gods or higher beings who have decided to condemn me to an eternal course of rolling boulders up hills. If anything, I'm the one who has condemned myself to this. The work these days are never-ending and ceaseless - there's always some new form of work for me each week, some sort of assignment or seventy page case to pore over - no breaks! No rest! Eat your meal in ten minutes then get back to work! No time for yourself, and just barely any time for others! It's only been about six weeks of this and already I am exhausted. I wonder how I will fare when I go out into the real world, where the workload is quadrupled and the stakes are high. I wonder how long I'll last before I bow out of the game and melt into a puddle of failure. I wonder who would still be around when that happens.
I would like (need) a day to just lie in bed and do nothing at all.
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