The brutality and hope of resurrecting my career

My frustration is so great, I’ve re-written this intro 3 times already. It’s either too angry, too sad, or too tired. None of those words are particularly inspiring it has to be said, so it’s a good job there is a deep seated, primal drive within me that fuels me to action each day. Either that or the thought of sitting at home for the next 15 years, picking my nose whilst quietly going mad with boredom…