The lack or absence of paid work, paying clients got me so frustrated today. Every day i drop my wife to her job. I feel like a driver. That job too is not bad: i could live being a driver.
Driving means cleaning the car inside and out the rubbish and dust left by passengers. it is getting to me. Me who was the boss, the ceo’s ceo, now my existence is just being driver, cleaning, maintaining, waiting on passengers even if it is my wife and her friends.
May be i am even jealous of those who have a job, a running business, any paid work.
but life must go on. this frustration and irritation will also pass.
