A short blog entry to start the day:
We go through the motions of life, through school, college, finding a job, etc. They tell us it’ll be so good – we’ll be set for life. We’ll make it to the real world, a big city with big buildings and big businesses and money, money, money. You’ll be living the dream.
Apparently I’m “living the dream” now. I’ve “made it”. But I haven’t. I truly haven’t.
I wake up every morning, get out of bed in a rush, skip breakfast 60% of the time, rush to my bus, rush to work, and work work work. It’s a habit, now. I come home exhausted, wishing I didn’t have to do this everyday. I’ve come to the conclusion that this is not the dream. I begin to try harder. To find my inspiration. I use my tiredness as an excuse for not getting things done, the things I need to do to build the career and life I want. But the motivation just isn’t there at times. And I’ve got to fight my sleepy eyes to find it.
It isn’t all I thought it’d be. This isn’t it. I want more. And I need to work for it.