So I have been subtely told to apply for a permanent role at my current workplace. The money is significantly more, the responsibilities are bigger, the slacking is lesser. There is no escaping this.
So much for moving from place to place and just doing my own thing. I really need to start making shit with my life, thankfully things are in motion.
At least the money will allow me to actually do things. Like learn how to drive, go travelling or learn how to make films. Hopefully all three.
Since the lottery chooses to get the correct numbers wrong quadweekly, I suppose I have to end up in a job. at a desk. wearing a tie.
I promised my younger self that would never be me.
Well, shit.
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