Well, I can't believe how much time has flown since I decided to move to Biloxi. I thought I was doing the right thing by coming out here and taking on a new challenge with Harrah's, but the last several months have got me thinking twice about everything. I don't even know where to start.
The new job is insane. I've been working a crazy schedule of 12 hour days, many times six days in a row. I'm learning a lot and making a good amount of coin, but it's just been so exhausting. I barely have time to hit the gym and do much of anything else. The people I work with are nice, but not exactly the type I'd hang with. That usually leaves me just chill'n at my apartment with my PS3 and thinking about how I need to get to sleep.
To compound to the issue, my laptop crashed and burned a couple of months ago and I haven't gotten around to getting it fixed. Not that I have much time to get online anyway, but still, I feel so out of touch from everything and everyone. It's like I've been living in a bubble the last several months.
So here I find myself at one of my neighbor's apartment following his Super bowl party. He was kind enough to invite me and I had nothing else to do on my night off (Lord knows I didn't want to go back to the casino tonight). He was also nice enough to let me use his computer to get caught up on a couple of online items which is cool.
As for the game, I couldn't really enjoy it. Even though everyone here was pulling for the Saints (I think everyone on the gulf coast shares a common bond post-Katrina), I just couldn't get into the game. My mind kept thinking about one person in particular and how this person must be experiencing this Super Bowl. It's been a complete distraction.
I took a chance coming out here and now I am not sure if I have the courage and resolve to do what I want and need to do. I guess we'll see.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment