free not to be here,
free from the chains that hold me to you,
free to do what makes me happy,
free to not think of you until I have to again.
To go wherever I want,
to wake up when I want and sleep when I feel like it.
I'm free, even if it's just for a day, the weekend or a short vacation.
I'm FREE....until I have to go back to you again.
The bane of my existence, of my repetition, of my misery.
I blink and I am back...
I hate my job.