When things were going good at my jobs I would day dream about working until I was 75. Just to stay busy. I imagined a scenario almost exactly like this. A good paying job in a nearby city. Stay busy. Keep working. Contribute to society. Help out people that would appreciate my expertise. In that instance this would be a dream come true. On the extreme other side is me losing my mind running for my life to the first life preserver I can find. Leaving my daughter and family behind. I really hope my mind slows down once I am working again. I am mentally exhausted from the constant whipsaw.
Day dreams
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