Ropes - why are we always at the end of them?
I'm at the start of my rope. Or at least it seems like it. I'm feeling freed from a bunch of things, while simultaneously feeling like there's a lot I'm restricted by. Hopefully I'll be able to extricate the successes from the erroneous nonsense.
I really want to go to the lake and sit until the answers show up.
I also really want to learn how to go with the flow a little more often. I'm bored as hell and I don't know how to recognize that in an unhelpless way. I can't stand the sight of this city anymore. I can't stand watching the people I love dissolve into mediocre situations. I can't stand the time it takes to get a decent education and career. I really want to be involved in a dynamic industry, making contributions and being paid extremely well for it. I have absolutely no problem working long, hard hours ... as long as my paycheques reflect my efforts.
I want to be at the start of a rope. I don't give a fuck if it's an uphill climb, as long as it's a damn rewarding one. So far I haven't taken any risks or done anything dangerous, and life has been comfortable. When the fuck did I settle for that?! I want my own space, and I realize that I'm complaining now, so instead I'll go research now. It's about time.
I really want to go to the lake and sit until the answers show up.
I also really want to learn how to go with the flow a little more often. I'm bored as hell and I don't know how to recognize that in an unhelpless way. I can't stand the sight of this city anymore. I can't stand watching the people I love dissolve into mediocre situations. I can't stand the time it takes to get a decent education and career. I really want to be involved in a dynamic industry, making contributions and being paid extremely well for it. I have absolutely no problem working long, hard hours ... as long as my paycheques reflect my efforts.
I want to be at the start of a rope. I don't give a fuck if it's an uphill climb, as long as it's a damn rewarding one. So far I haven't taken any risks or done anything dangerous, and life has been comfortable. When the fuck did I settle for that?! I want my own space, and I realize that I'm complaining now, so instead I'll go research now. It's about time.