Yesterday I was doing my usual morning routine of checking out yahoo news and I stumbled upon this article:
Here’s a close up of the article’s title…
Aah yes…1 year, 1 month and 1 week into working for the evil empire I’ve started to question myself again if I’m really cut out for this kind of work. Sure I can accomplish all the stuff that is asked of me but instead of doing it with my heart, I do it with my brain. Most people would probably say, “It’s work…you’re supposed to use your brain right?” True, but I’ve always wanted to do something that would also fill my heart with joy. I’m not an effing robot you know. Yes, the evil empire is very generous and money is abundant (what I saved here in only a few months, would take me years in my old job) and it’s all good and very much appreciated but…and this may sound very cliche…but I feel there’s something missing. Perhaps some may think, “How can you say that when you earn so much already?!” Like I said, I’m very thankful and grateful for the material blessings but I honestly would give it up if I were to do something that I know would truly make me happy.
I still get days here where it’s just nothing…and I’ll go about my day just thinking about surviving until the weekend comes (screaming “freedom!” ala Braveheart)…and then certain days will come when you just want to scream out, “Get me the EFF outta here!”–especially when you work too damn hard and then people still expect you to grow 10 extra arms so that you can cater to all their other insignificant / personal needs. I know my friend (“kapatid”) and I always joke that we’re just “slaves” (“Back to the saltmines!”) but it’s not really funny when you’re living it.
Any bright ideas?