fantasizing about quitting my job in some elaborate way, when really I’ll send some calm e-mail that totally ignores the real reasons. i’m quitting because of the anxiety i feel when i drive within a mile of my office, even on off days. i’m quitting because i went to college and this job is beneath me. i’m quitting because i’m giving myself stomach ulcers. i’m quitting because it’s not normal to be 22 and go home crying everyday.