Back to work today, felt better to the extent I didn't want to use another sick day. Besides, the cats were getting too damned spoiled with me being around all the time, lol. Still wasn't any fun though, being back at work that is. It used to be fun. It used to be challenging. It used to be rewarding.

Used to be. Of course, it's also that I was younger and more enthusiastic, less cynical, and a true believer. Now, it's just a job. That's a shame really, because I really wanted to make a difference. We all see "making a difference" as something large and really standing out, but that's not really what happens. What we can actually do is to make a difference in small ways, over a long period of time, and hope it adds up to something substantial. I hope that's what I've done over the years, make enough of a small difference each day to add up to some larger effect overall. I guess that will be up to others to judge. As for me, I think I'll just be satisfied with what I feel I've accomplished and move on. There's more stuff to do, I just don't want to do it here is all.

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