I want to quit.
I hate that I'm gone eight hours, come home and Mason's already sleeping. By the time he wakes up it's been fourteen hours since I've held him. I'd hate it if he was up all night, waiting for me, unable to sleep, but I really hate that he can fall asleep without me there. It hurts a little bit.
I'm only two days in to this whole working thing and I'm so ready to choke someone with my stupid tie. I just really miss my baby.
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