May 07, 2013 08:50
You know, I'm just not feeling it today.
When I first stumbled out of the crypt and poked a bloodshot eye at the morning light I was overcome by how beautiful it all was. The colors; of the sky, the trees, the grass, they were all so surreal and magically strange. And five minutes later the damn sun got a little higher and everything looked normal again.
I want to live in those rare moments (without the drugs, thank you) and not have to trudge through all the banal bullshit that lies between. That's life, I guess. It's what we do to survive.
My job's getting to me. I do good work. I do important work - social work. And I'm damn good at it. I like the interpersonal relations (big surprise to me, actually) and the impact I can have on people's lives. But all the fucking bureaucratic nonsense and notations in triplicate just make me want to say "fook it!" to the whole mess.
If I ever do decide to go back to skool (sic), I may become a legitimate therapist and go into private practice. I've always been good at doing shit my own way.
Peace, mofos.
And don't forget to grab and hold onto those moments.
~j~
esgw,
social work,
school,
socialism,
work,
let the good times roll,
magic,
frustration,
moments