September 10, 2007
The world seems rife with possibilities on your first day of work. Geoffrey started today at the new dialysis unit, where he has a nice, large office, in a brand-spanking new building. I don’t really remember what it was like to be excited to go off to work. It is something that I dread every day, the combination of boredom and “do-this-now!” unreasonableness. It is truly feast or famine: there are days when I hardly do anything, others where I cannot possibly get everything done. And very little of what I’m asked to do is of any consequence or substance.