More Than This Life Has To Offer...
I want to succeed.
I have the capability.
My current, soon to be former, path is not letting me do that.
I figured that out about a month or two ago. And strangely enough, after making that decision I noticed so many more open doors. I've started peeking into them and when I do my mind wanders to possibilities not previously seen. Forget getting by, I'm going to live and make something of life.
I have no desire to spend hours staring mindlessly anymore. I got rid of the TV for that reason. It's progressing, evolving, and further infecting my way of thinking. The desire to play repetitive video games has dropped to almost nil. I fill my time working on things and working out answers. Sure, I spend lots of time with friends on a social level with no specific productivity in mind but that's for my mental health because you need some downtime; better social downtime than reclusive.
Troubles at work have only fueled the flames. 17 hours straight for someone else' benefit because of their whim? No thanks. Sure, it's nice enough and the checks don't bounce, but the asylum is run by the inmates. I remember why I left the first time. I give it two year, max, before I leave for my own employment. Not other employment: my own. Sure, the economy sucks right now, but I have a stable job. I can fan the flames of a new business with my current job.
Also moving this Spring more than likely. I'm spending way too much on rent given what the economy is doing. Where? I don't know, but who knows, my landlord could drop my rent and I might stay. Too early to tell.
Doing a lot of thinking. New outlooks are refreshing. But, not refreshing enough to negate the need for a shower. Shower time.
I have the capability.
My current, soon to be former, path is not letting me do that.
I figured that out about a month or two ago. And strangely enough, after making that decision I noticed so many more open doors. I've started peeking into them and when I do my mind wanders to possibilities not previously seen. Forget getting by, I'm going to live and make something of life.
I have no desire to spend hours staring mindlessly anymore. I got rid of the TV for that reason. It's progressing, evolving, and further infecting my way of thinking. The desire to play repetitive video games has dropped to almost nil. I fill my time working on things and working out answers. Sure, I spend lots of time with friends on a social level with no specific productivity in mind but that's for my mental health because you need some downtime; better social downtime than reclusive.
Troubles at work have only fueled the flames. 17 hours straight for someone else' benefit because of their whim? No thanks. Sure, it's nice enough and the checks don't bounce, but the asylum is run by the inmates. I remember why I left the first time. I give it two year, max, before I leave for my own employment. Not other employment: my own. Sure, the economy sucks right now, but I have a stable job. I can fan the flames of a new business with my current job.
Also moving this Spring more than likely. I'm spending way too much on rent given what the economy is doing. Where? I don't know, but who knows, my landlord could drop my rent and I might stay. Too early to tell.
Doing a lot of thinking. New outlooks are refreshing. But, not refreshing enough to negate the need for a shower. Shower time.