what the hell.

after a long day with the noose around my neck, it was oddly fitting that i stumbled upon these articles*. every day that i go in to work, i find myself less and less motivated to do anything. i don’t know if i’ve mentioned this before, but i despise my job. i despise having to sell my time for something that i consider so trivial. i have a job that was created for morons, something that should be done by robots or psychiatrists. it’s repetitive, it’s unproductive, and most days i feel like a punching bag.

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but there’s good news. every day i spend there is one day i get closer to leaving. there’s no logical reason for me to be stuck there. the only real reason i’m still there is because i want to be. it’s an easy job and i’m really good at it.

it’s time to move on. get out and do what i want to do, not what i can do to get by. my job is going to have an increasingly small place in my life from now on. i’m going phase it out. i’ve already started. writing this post is the first (baby) step (to the elevator). writing more regularly is part of my plan. so is having setbacks and not writing for a while. it’s happened before and, whether i like it or not, it’s going to happen again. but i’m not worried. that’s part of this plan. (so was adding one of those ‘motivational’ posters that you see in shitty offices throughout this post. this is actually one of the posters in my shitty office. i took some covert pictures with c3po.)

*in no particular order: one, two, three, four.

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ps- why do i have the feeling i’m going to regret this post in the morning? my apologies for the “daily affirmations with stuart smalley” vibe of this post. i feel like i just drunk-dialed an ex or something.