Breaking Point

Today, I was at breaking point. I went to work after uni this morning to hand in my final essay and ended up being on the til. I hated every minute of it. I will not play into these mind games. The daydreaming didn't help at all. I just wanted to get out. The customers were okay and I didn't have to deal with any angry ones, which was good. So just before 4, I told my manager I had to go, which was half the truth, and left. And I was the only volunteer left at that time. Thank God I left as well, otherwise I would have said something which I wouldn't regret. The rain had dyed down when I left and I took a mini road trip to clear my head. I had my music blasting out the speakers, and I loved it. I got home and felt a lot better. And I feel great right now. No daydreaming tonight, just relaxation. And up and early for work tomorrow, don't have to worry about a certain person. Which is good. So, I'm gonna walk in with a smile on my face tomorrow.