I hate my job. I hate getting up every morning driving through an hour of traffic to sit in an a white pin striped office. Its so neat and clean .......... so predictable......... i hate it. Its like a room in a hospital or a mental institution. Its a room for the sick, the feeble, the unwell ....... the dying. i'm mentally dying in this room. All it lacks is the padded walls. And believe me ...... I KNOW ...... i have the bruises to proove it.
My job is a good job, i have a good boss (well .... the boss i choose not to ignore anyway) ..... and i'm happy with my salary. But i'm annoyed ..... its so ......... so comfortable. I can't stand it.
Comfort is the bane of human existence, we should scorn it with maximum indiscretion for it is totally uninspiring.
In the world we live risks have been eliminated .......... everything has been made easy. Ease should be a four letter dirty word ........... what is life without hardships, obstacles milestones and challenges. The human race has turned its milestones into mild-stones. There is no sense of accomplishment.
To do the impossible deed, to live the impossible dream, even in failiure ..... is that not what life is all about ??
I will not run from pain, i will enjoy it, for pain lets us know that we are alive.
Nor will i run from hardships or challenges. I will take my risks and enjoy my life and my youth.
I don't want to look back at an uncompleted life. I don't want to reminisce over the things i could have done. I don't want to be an old man who buys a motorcycle to recapture his youth. A "Wild Hog".
I don't want to be a " Wild Hog"
I want to be a "Wild Piglet"
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Sounds like youve been reading Dostoevsky, but I agree to some point, mankind thrives on chaos, so a perfect world is a concept that will never work. Hence the reason that if things appear too easy we start feeling edgy, like something is missing.
i enjoy alot of things that are easy tho. fast food, women ...
insecure women that is
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