Change is gonna come

Change is gonna come

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Real Talk

Real Talk

The very first job “real person” job I ever had was at Sirius XM Radio, and I absolutely hated it. The only thing that kept me from crying myself to sleep every night was the fact that I only had to work from noon-5 p.m. 

When you’re doing something you hate, not even hate but don’t like, not even don’t like, but are indifferent to. Have no feelings for, it’s truly exhausting. To wake up every day knowing that you have something inside you that’s not being put to use, being wasted, dying, it’s truly exhausting. It’s tiring, it hurts. When you wake up, what to you have to look forward to? When you get dressed and leave the house, what are you looking forward to? When you get to your job, what to you have to look forward to? When you head home at night…the same thing everyday.

This is the definition of unhappiness.

You wonder why people around you don’t feel like going out to dinner, meeting you for drinks after work, don’t feel like talking to you on the phone, don’t want to go out on weekends, can’t be convinced to go see that new art exhibit with you. Sit around watching TV all day, spend all their money on alcohol and clothes, take drugs whenever they can. They are like hamsters on a wheel.

When you can’t express yourself, when you are forced to suppress you, forced to suppress YOU, as a person. YOU, and you have to conform to some new normal, to some new life. When you understand this concept, and you see it in action, and you’ve experienced it, that’s when you understand unhappiness. That’s when you understand unhappiness and how important it is to spend every second, of every day of the rest of your life chasing it. 

When you can finally wake up in the morning, not tired or hungover or broke, just wake up and be excited to get out of bed in the morning, that’s when you know you’ve found it.

 
Nothing feels as good as blowing your nose

Nothing feels as good as blowing your nose

If you’re squeamish I suggest you stop reading now.

Besides having a job, I’m also sick. With the most recent polar vortex sweeping the country it’s no surprise. As I was fumbling through my pockets for tissues I realized how excited I was to blow my nose. Sad right? But just think about it, when your nose is so stuffy, and your mouth is all dry from mouth breathing, and you cant smell, but suddenly you realize you have a tissue. A soft, beautiful, aloe-vera filled, pillowy tissue and you blow your nose. Blow it like your Paul Revere sounding the trumpet to warn the colonists (did he have a trumpet?). That feeling is so glorious. It’s like taking your socks off after running through puddles, finally being able to pee after holding it during your morning commute or taking that first bite of Ben & Jerry’s Cinnamon Bun ice cream.

It’s truly magical.

Baby my whole life has changed

Baby my whole life has changed

If you don’t recognize that above lyric from the hit maker ginuwine, then we can’t be friends.

But really, it has. I live in New York, I have my own apartment and a new job…Did I not mention the job before? Yea. I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, in fact I really don’t want to come across that way. I was walking back from brunch the other day with my friend (I know gag me with a spoon) and I saw a homeless man pooping on the side of the street, I could literally smell it from a block away. So yes, I don’t want to sound ungrateful. It’s great that I have a job! Super. Granted its another temp position, but it’s for 8 weeks so it feels like something steady.

I digress.

I have a job, a new apartment, so I guess you could say, my whole life has changed.

Anyways, I gotta go to work…