Busy rhythm

Today is very busy

It's always been a fast-paced process

The sky outside is not very good today

It feels like the workload is thicker than the dark clouds in the sky

I'm not afraid of fast-paced work

It's just that a lot of them are ineffective internal friction, and I feel very speechless

But that's what the workplace is all about

I can only do as much work as I can

I still need to adjust myself

My own way still depends on me to complete

I don't want a low-level life

It's hard for one to change one's living environment

It's hard for me to convince myself

Sometimes I don't think it's worth living

What is the thing I really want to do

I'm tired of asking this question