I Highlight To My Manager That's Work Is Just Disorganized As My Mind

t's evident that you are trying all avenues to return to work and health and appreciate your difficulties and shared your complete frustration. If you are not sure what to do then you get help soon as possible. I would be grateful if you could confirm weekly contact to form a plan moving forward with both conditions and I look forward to when you can join the service that ably well” This is the best poem that my manager can write at the time who is just as alone and dissolved. While walking towards teenagers who hold degrees at universities, who wait and wounder at local tills. Walking, I investigate the windows of emptiness, holding couples within bars with sound so loud it hides your disappointed, so no longer is needed speech. Without substance people are elated towards fools, without exception we forget and pretend as nothing affects us daily. A world gives order to almost every one who are convinced. We are useless and unknowing due to a worlds appearance is of choices. When the best poem we can write feels nothing at all. What shall we do with our lives? Willingly believe everything in life? which is real as we are inherited by animals. But how should we live our life’s? merely by conscious as it comes? Death is stupid and unrecognised, but we are winner without “genius”, stuck with nothing to discover, there’s no unusual thoughts or popular feelings. Life has the quality of a nightmares but if you follow the general current, we could have been happy, but its’ just as easy going up the river as down. A person who ill. Lives a longer life.