May 17, 2007 14:36
I work a day job. Who doesn't? Everyone has to pay the bills and their credit card(s) and their whatever. Why do I feel so stinkin' dissatisfied having to do it? What makes me so special that I think I should be able to do what I want with my days and still get paid for it? Like teach yoga or run Olive Bar Studio or record a new album... I swear to heaven above I'm only going to work a corporate job as long as I have to (read: finish paying of the the debt - hopefully only another two or three years). After the debt is gone, I'm going to get my yoga teacher's certification and go after a job. Brett is working his butt off trying to get his material done to shop to publishers and song pushers here in Nashburg. He's very, VERY well connected so all's he's got to do is get his music in those hands. Then look out! God, if you're listening, please help. Brett's been struggling with this for four years with no help (save mine, inexperienced though it is). Cut him a break.
Anyway, just *sigh*. I so want to be doing something that I feel is important. Data mining? It's important to the company. Not much else.
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