So ruined

I don't want to. 

But I don't have the backbone to walk out: not even to walk out just for tonight...

because looking after myself should be a priority?

Because life also includes a life outside of work. 

I see the sun set here. 

Everyday. 

I watch the world go by and I watch the traffic, when other people go home. 

When I get out, the streets are quiet.

I forgot what yoga feels like and what being at home felt like. 

I even work on a schedule at home:

Get home

Unpack

Food

Shower

Watch mindless TV for 30min

Bed.

Rinse and repeat. 

Day in. Day out. 

Weeks come and go.

Still here.

A stranger told me last night I work too hard. 

That's the worst, I guess: looking into someone lives and seeing it is so scew.

So ruined.