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 simply existing.
Life is short, do something you love. Take that chance, live your dream and never apologize for being you.
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