Shitshow
I'm leaving court now. In the bail office as I try and reflect on recent history. I deleted my Facebook yesterday. The decision might've stemmed from my newest interpretation of the original Matrix movie and our 'plugged-in' society. It's only been 2 days but already I can feel my head clearing. The thought-tempest settling as the sun literally shines upon me.
My attitude toward work is improving although the money is not. I now find time to actively look for another job and the horizon once again gleams with possibilities in days to come.
I've had a new idea as of late, radical. I want to be millionaire. Not a phony, not a celebrity, maybe an actor but most importantly a businessman. I want to be my own boss. I see no opportunities while looking for work that would allow me to experiment and explore my potential. I want to start my own business. Soon.
I see now that psychology was a rouse. I thinly veiled subconscious attempting to steer me closer to a psychologist. I don't know when this new thought came to me, maybe just now. The point is I needed help psychologically and that was my way of seeking it. Now I find myself in need of another kind of help, monetary. I don't want to waste any more time. Look into the business. Stare if you must.
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