Why is it?

Why is it that one day you can be so happy and the next day so sad... or even from one hour to another...that was me yesterday... Once in a while the boringness and monotony of this job gets to me and I just want to scream, or run out of here and never come back... why is that? Why do we beat ourselves up by going to jobs that do not fulfill us? I mean I know we need the money, but at what point is it not worth it?

And why is it that I can get 8 hours of sleep and still be tired? I do not think I will ever feel 100% rested. *YAWN*

I need to get stuff done...I need to get stuff done...I need to get stuff done...

C-Ya!