This will be one of my shorter blogs, but I just felt the need to get it out somewhere.
I entered corporate america as an ambitious and promising employee whose eyes were full of wonder. My older acquaintances would comment on this when would I would speak about my impending job. “Oh wow, you must be really young” “The world hasn’t gotten to you yet”.
I think they were partially right. While my excitement to join the corporate world was….naive, I hope I never let corporate disillusionment become a core tenant of my character. It’s so easy to believe that we have to do something a certain way just because that’s what we’ve been told our whole lives. It’s almost indoctrinated into school children; “stand up straight, get good grades, go to college, get a good job, get married, raise kids, retire, die”…
Sometimes I think that life sounds really good, most of the time I think that actually. However, there are these fleeting moments when I’m sitting in my cube or doing some brainless bullshit that will make a faceless shareholder some money, that I think I’m doing it wrong. This is not living. I need to quit today, move to Colorado or Utah and just ski all day every day and tend bar at night to support myself. I’ll be broke, sure, but goddammit I’ll be happy. I won’t need possessions or a sustainable lifestyle and I’ll just do this until I die.
But those moments are fleeting, and most of the time I’m pretty happy with where I am in life and what I’ve accomplished so far.
Some stuff happened today that just made me realize “Work” is nothing more than a place to make money so that you can live, it’s not an obligation or a necessity, or who you are. It’s up to us to define for ourselves what living really is.
Happy weekend everyone!