Funny how life gets so busy that we forget the little things.
Recently I had an anniversary that I totally forgot. This is not the usual anniversary
where I need to apologize to a woman or look for a new one. Drinking for me is
an issue. I cannot take just one drink and I have no control for like most
things, I only know two speeds: WFO (wide freaking open) or OFF. For years I
drank and did things that were to some bad. That life style came to an abrupt
halt and I was forced to make a simple choice. I had no question and made it
completely. Now my friends have a driver and I am in a better place. For my anniversary,
congratulations on a life choice that is better for you!
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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