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Sep. 22nd, 2016

Sitting here at the pier watching the helicopter tours take off.

This week has been harsh. One of my supervisors passed away unexpectedly two days ago, and my friend/client's grandmother passed away this morning.

It's been awhile since I've given myself this chance to just sit, stare off into space, and think. Funny thing is that I don't know what to think about. I'm just tired.

The tide has risen a few inches since I first sat here. I have a meeting to go to in half an hour. The music from my iPhone has been on repeat for the past hour. The tourists fall in line to get to their next destination. I try to prepare my thoughts for the upcoming meeting. The music stops and repeats.

I wonder why I'm here.