HOLY F*CKIN SHITE I just wrote a long verbal diarrhea to my boss. I was asked to write a letter, so I did. I don't know what came over me but I wrote 2 pages for a letter. I wrote it "the Jamie way" but much more reserved of course. I hope ~they~ (coz my other co-workers are reading it too. As if I didn't know! Duh.) would not take it against me that I was just being honest with how I feel towards work. Call me unprofessional because I've never been!
I feel much better now. It's like I'm a dump truck and I've already taken a dump. Woot! That didn't sound right, but I don't care! I make bad metaphors like that anyway! Who knows what would happen to me at work right after. Only God knows but I trust Him. Writing that letter felt so right. The words came so easily that I can type them while blindfolded. LOL
People who will read it can laugh at me now. I don't care. All I know is I've said my piece in that letter. And it's the truth. I didn't have to make anything up.

I have no idea what's out there, seriously. For this moment, all I can see is the sky and it makes me happy.