i’ve been out of the loop for a while…working like crazy in the world of corporate america…yet again. mind you, i am thankful to be working the copious amount of overtime in ill beige walls, with telephones and two monitors at my desk. a comfy ergonomic desk chair…yeah.
totally not appealing to the writer in me…who wants to engage in all kinds of crazy, long-haired adventures…run thru streets and sheets of rain, take pictures of the sky and people on public transit, sit inches from a stage at a reading, go to an art museum at 11 o’clock…near mid day…plan trips out of spontaneity, get lost in a park or drive thru the desert. eat food. drink. i want all kinds of roads to getting to ‘merry.’
but no…not yet. i am me. i am here. i am corporate. i am work. i breathe. i have life and food and i’m thankful. and my heart goes out to those struggling to make ends meet, pay bills, who are looking for work and practically having anxiety attacks when they embark on countless, mind-numbing job searches. remember the enemy is giving up. if you don’t do 5 million things a day because you’re tired of it…or if you can’t muster 50…do at least one…then do two things that make you feel your best you. keep up the good fight. a change gon’ come…
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