Weekend in Sight ...?

Odd that time off is a mixed blessing. Yes one gets away from the hell hole that work has become (sadly) to an empty house full of reminders that my life lacks so much. Sure I have a daughter half the time and a few very close friends online, but standing in the doorway with cats looking at me longingly is not enough. To have the evening based around when the animals are fed or when the laundry is done is really not living. Hence the concept of what is living? Learning first hand on what quality of life can mean physically now dealing with the concept mentally is sadly just as challenging.

What is it all worth in the end? Questions of unknown depth or understanding fill me. To live in silence as much as it sounds like a good thought at times it's not.