Intended to rant here about buying/selling troubles of the week so far, but I’ve decided against that. You know how you have those moments in your life that are full of good intentions, and then the next morning you wake up and throw it all away and get on with things as though you hadn’t ever waken up in the first place?
There’s got to be a way out of the trap — out of work, bosses, paychecks, work, bosses… I just can’t bear it. I’m looking for work now that I have my society-membership-card, and then today for the first time in a while I get a clear reminder of what it was actually like to have a job and it scares the hell out of me. It’s the saddest thing I’ve ever seen. There must be a better way to be productive, or an alternate definition of “productive” that I can work with. I don’t want to join the rat race.
I don’t want to spend my life doing things for other people that I wouldn’t do for myself just so that I can eat. There must be another way to eat, another way to live. I’ve suffering from the the maladaptive malady. I need to go and buy Playtime and watch it over and over.