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Work has gotten to be very stressful and way too busy. It's to the point where I physically can't make any more miracles happen. So what is different from before. No more production time. I used to get a week to do things and now I have to whip things around in 24 hours. So what does a girl do when she is stressed out? Take a vacation! I left the craziness for 10 days and headed to Chicago to take care of my newborn nephew, Will. But I will write about that experience later.

I went back to work yesterday and was calm but then today happened and the calmness that I had evaporated once again. Today I found out one of my co-workers was laid off. A particular important one at that. I know you will say that is the climate but he wasn't laid off because of money. This decision just doesn't make good business sense.

When I learned the news I once again felt compelled to speak up for what was right. But before I spoke I had to stop and think about my livelyhood. It dawned on me that we no longer live in a world where we can speak up and say what is right. And that makes me so sad. Lately I have been put in these impossible situations both at work and in life. What it comes down to is: Do I speak up and voice what I believe to be true or do I sit back and say nothing knowing that it won't do any good? The good person in me wants to speak up and the hesitant person in me says I have a morgage to pay so don't fuck with people who don't give a shit anyway.

The world is broken. No one seems to look to the future anymore. They make rash decisions that effect the now without thinking what it means down the road. For instance, I don't understand how places like Michigan and California can't even balance a state budget. We elect people who are supposed to be representing our best interests but they don't seem to accomplish anything. Same at work. I worry about humanity. Is it me or is the world going to hell? What happen to being decent, good people, who try to do the right thing?

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