Another day and I am reminded that my life is a train wreck of events that has lead me here. Why do I do the things I do? How have I gotten to this point again? It seems the burden of life is weighing heavily upon my shoulders and my knees are buckling from the load. Many times I have seen the stresses of life overwhelm people and they shatter like ice falling on the floor. For I shall not stumble nor will I fall. I have been through worse and this merely a speed bump on the road of life. Look out life, I will not take this lying down nor will I go quietly into the night!!!!!!!!!
I was talking with a friend this weekend and the thought lite went off. We were both venting about our jobs and how nice the weekend is until Sunday when the dread of Monday sets in. WTF? From Eat Pray Love , “I built this life and was involved in it” but how has it became this drone existence. Every song on radio praises the weekend and despises the work week and SO DO WE ALL!!!! How sad this is that we live for 100 days out of 365 in our year around the sun. This has been on my mind for a while and everyone I speak to seems to have the same story. We work and live for the weekend but what kind of living is that? I know better than most that work is a four letter word which I must do but I want it to be a happy part of my life not merely a necessity. I chose this career over one I love for money and it is taking its toll. I have molded myself into a corporate drone who sits in traffic, gets the Monday blues on Sunday and has little life during the week. Yes, I am not living; I am s...
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