Relief.
A flood of relief.
Relief so great I felt liberated. As if someone had finally cut off the chains strangling my heart.
The cause behind this relief was just a simple string of messages from my boss,
"KC, I made a mistake. The 5am slot is only open to full-timers. So your work tomorrow is cancelled."
I had signed up for this job for the money.
Even so, I frankly did not really like working.
I did not want to wait for the next job in anxiety - thinking and worrying endlessly of the million ways I could screw up.
This message liberated my soul - my heart was now free from the demonic clutches of anxiety.
I could now have another day of proper sleep.
I could now spend another day wallowing in life's pleasures.
It felt great.
Then, another message came in, from a different person - a friend,
"Let's watch Jumanji on Thursday with everyone else."
Wow. A wonderful activity fit for the holidays.
Problem was...
I didn't want to go.
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