Siork
Sick of Work. Said really fast, is siork.
Banter: I’m sometimes sad that I am leaving. Then I am sometimes VERY GLAD that I am leaving. Not recognized efforts, blahblahblah, inconsistency in myself blahblahblah, regrets, blah.
HERE’S WHY we learn to drive manual transmission, iso automatic transmissions.
Who knows, one day we might have to be James Bond?
