I go through periods of time where I’m almost manic about my work. I come in early, I stay late and I’m unstoppable.

But they are almost always countered by periods where I simply don’t want to be there. I have to drag myself in and I’m hard pressed to stay my entire shift.

The past few months I’ve for the most part wanted nothing to do with work. And it’s hard to force myself to be here.

In times past that’s when I’d start looking to quit. When the times of not wanting to be here grew too long. But now I’m fighting to find my reason to stay. I don’t want to quit this. Not yet. There is still too much potential for good. And I know in my heart I can and will be manic about this job again.