I am so restless today. I know it’s the same for everybody once in a while. Coming into work every day, every day, there has to be days that you just want to stop and scream. Or take a nap. Or something other than the brain numbing experience of daily toil. Please make it stop. Maybe those Mayan priests got tired of chopping heads off of people every day too. The same old thing everyday, lop, lop, lop, toss, toss, toss. Then meaninglessness of it all. Do you think they had cocoa breaks. “Hey Chimmje, come on now, have a bit of cocao, give your arm a rest!” Ha ha ha, they would laugh, laugh, laugh between choppings. “It seems as if I chopped off a thousand heads, it’s all the same, they still keep coming through, and I lop off another one, no different from the other one! The repetition is killing me!” I know how they feel. Every day I come in and am presented with the same issues, maybe a different angle, but, still, all the same shit every day. I’m