Clarity

 

Struggling to break free from a toxic work life, 

I've forgotten what a quiet moment sounds like and feels like.

Staring at the window and watching the sunrise,

Today I find myself sitting at my work station alone.

Alas! this moment of silence reminds me of my core.

Not all is lost, just at a standpoint in between crossroads.

The next steps are beginning to clear.

Comments 2

 
Rosy Cole on Friday, 06 September 2019 12:59

It seems that the 'toxicity' of the workplace is almost universal now. It was never more important to stay grounded and remember who you are and to whom you owe most in your life.

It seems that the 'toxicity' of the workplace is almost universal now. It was never more important to stay grounded and remember who you are and to whom you owe most in your life.
Virginia M Macasaet on Saturday, 21 September 2019 02:06

In this age of technology, the workplace has become cold and robotic. At my middle age, I struggle with this, most especially because I started out in companies where people mattered. Today, what seems to matter more is the bottom line rather than the people who stand above the line.

Thank you Rosy!

In this age of technology, the workplace has become cold and robotic. At my middle age, I struggle with this, most especially because I started out in companies where people mattered. Today, what seems to matter more is the bottom line rather than the people who stand above the line. Thank you Rosy!
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