A little bit more of me dies every minute...

[mousme]

This job is sucking the life out of me. I don't think I've ever felt quite this unfulfilled. I'm not desperately unhappy, nor am I depressed (not terminally, anyway), but this isn't the life I want.

I hate living from break to break, from day off to day off. It's not living, it's existing.

This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time...