» Another day...another day lost.
It just kinds of creeps up on you...the end of the day, that is. You wake up, fill up on coffee, go to work, eat, come back from work and poof...just like that, you're out of time. Fifteen hours have passed and you've done nothing...nothing of consequence in either case.
What is it about modern living that demands that we life our personal life only on the weekends (or wherever our days off might land) ?
We work for the money to afford to live, and yet working forces us to stop living or put it all aside for a while...about 80% of the time. We place our jobs ahead of our families and friends and cheer when we get the paltry rewards that work can offer us...mostly money which we don't have the time to spend.
So..where's the real reward?
Aah...to be able to quit and really live for once.
Jun. 22nd, 2005 @ 02:20 pm