booktowrite

All of todays writings and joys have just changed. Funny how a few words can cause that emotional black cloud to arise. The ice at some point must thaw... this fucking ice age that has set in physically and metaphorically. It is said that one should not run away from problems. But what exactly is running away? Some say dont run away and some say dont waste your life doing the things that you dont want to do. For decent pay we stay and do not pack up and pursue our true dreams. I know that chasing my own dreams would more than likely result in living on a park bench and, to be honest, I am not the kind of person who could survive that. Id say a week on a park bench (at most) and Id be dead. But what is life off the bench? Are we merely flogging a dead horse? Someone is getting rich whilst I cant afford to buy a gift for a friend. Some have skills and deserve what they have. Others are very good at kissing arse and jumping through hoops. The arse kissers, the keeners, the ones who ask no questions and simply conform and comply are the ones who get ahead. Do what everyone has always done and follow the traditions and judge everything that falls just outside of the margins... just outside of your blinkered view.