Am at the cross-roads.
The stork visited us 6 months ago to deliver our daughter. Am a proud father! I feel so alive!
Am paid well, respected and have a business card to kill... and it is killing me!
I work 12 hours weekdays and keep my fingers crossed that no issue crops up during the weekend. Am constantly anxious about the next gimmick my colleague might play to get an edge over me. Am always worried what my boss will think about the every word I utter the meetings. I routinely write emails for 20 minutes venting my frustration, only to discard it once done.
I snap at my wife, enjoy time with my baby only for a couple of minutes at the end of the day - which happens to be midnight.
I have more money than I can spend.
I can use some more time.
Am at the cross-roads...
I can choose my business-card over my daughter.
I can choose to have more money and lesser time.
Which is it going to be - only time can tell.
