that end of the tunnel thing

I thought I'd lost my life. Work was everything. At first, by choice. And then? It just took over. So when work is going bad and it's everything, what's left? I thought I'd lost my life. But, I think I'm finding it again. It's amazing what friends, family, a long walk on a fall day, sleeping in on a Saturday morning, and an enormous pot of coffee can do for a girl . . .