August 31, 2009
BurnOut
It’s no secret that I don’t enjoy poker. It’s like taking a psychological beating on a daily basis while applying the precision of a surgeon to a tedious task where everyone is out to get each other.
Lately I just can’t bring myself to play. I’ve taken about a week off and I still would rather poke myself with sharp things than play a hand (Not joking… Vry srs)
I’m taking this as a sign that maybe I need to re-evaluate my decision to endure playing poker as a source of income just for the freedom that it allows.
So I’m taking at least an extended and possibly forever break from the game. I’m moving across the country in October and I’ll have no choice but to find an old fashioned shackle of a job. My health has been improving a lot and as long as I can find a job that doesn’t trigger panic attacks, everything will be cool.








