today was one of the busiest days for me.
i’m surprised i’m even home at a decent hour.
hell i’m surprised i was even able to look at meat on ig.
that’s another story.
so earlier in the afternoon,
i got a text…
to the point.
left quit his job today.
he was a supervisor.
i stopped what i was doing to call him from the bathroom.
now left is usually about his money,
so i thought he meant he “quit” his engagement.
hell i even thought he meant quit smoking weed.
he quit his job and was absolutely thrilled about it.
“they were taking advantage.
i said fuck it and was out.”
now i’m not one for quitting without giving two weeks,
but the way they were treating left,
i can see why he did what he did.
“what are yo gonna do for money?
you have a mortgage and bills…”
he literally just bought a house.
ima be good.
i’ll get another job.
i’m not even worried about it.
i already got offers.”
i was impressed at his optimism.
it made me low-key jealous.
he was free from his fuck shit situation.
i’m still in mine.
the thought crossed my mind last week to quit,
but it won’t be so easy for me.
left has crutches.
he has many places to go if things go “left”.
his fiancé also has good job so she can hold them up for a while.
i’m out here alone.
now that mi left,
i have to cover the full rent again.
“not everything will work for everyone”
some of us have a completely different path in life.
so they can quit their job and be good.
i pray left will find something better.
he deserves it.