No need for forgiveness, I'm a grown man traveling the world with a 45-year-old man-child for a boss. He's lucky he's good at what he does. But I hear ya, and I feel the same sometimes. There's a hole where "real life" should be. It would be nice to come home to a familiar bed with a familiar woman instead of a hotel room. If you hate it so much, why not quit. Do something else?
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