To wake up to a hot pot of coffee grabbing a granola bar and piece of fruit on your way to work where you will spend the next 8 hours staring at a computer screen followed by a short drive home where you relax and prepare for an identical day tomorrow is not living but rather existing. There are times when a person can get so caught up in routines, schedules, lists, orders, and formats that they begin to forget to live life.
I am a productive member of society. I am a follower in the flock of contemporary working class zombies programmed to exist day in, day out in the prototypical agenda of your standard American. I am a paycheck driven, coffee drinking, break taking, phone answering, cubicle dwelling, report preparing, time sheet completing, client attending person that struggles through the day and can not wait until his day ends to finally be free for the rest of the afternoon.
To the average American freedom consists of the drive home, the preparation or fast food purchase of dinner either standing over the sink or watching TV on the couch. Freedom consists of busting your behind in the gym supplanting eight hours of a sedentary lifestyle that drives you to the threshold of madness on a daily basis over home made sandwiches or salads, or frozen foods left in the freezer at work all of which makes you gain weight in the abdominal or gluteal regions of the body that used to look so wonderful in high school. Freedom consists of spending more time on a computer than out in public. What used to be called a friend becomes an online contact through a social networking site called myspace, facebook, twitter, or any other juvenile designation that is the societal online trend at the moment.
I am one of these drudges that have arrived at the age of adulthood and yet continue to daydream when staring out of the windows at work. I drive by freeways tempted to take the on-ramp towards a potentially life changing adventure that becomes the catalyst to my happy new life. I watch movies and swap places with the main character to live out exhilarating journeys, revisit past voyages, or peers into future odysseys, effectively impacting my present. I listen to music to flee reality for just a moment and submerge myself into the lyrics of my favorite artists who seem to understand me more than anybody in my real life.
And if you can relate to any of this; if you sympathize with this anyway than my heart is with you and our minds are kindred. My prayer for you is that you would rise above the menial repetitive cycle of your days and arrive at joy, whatever that may be for you. My encouragement to you is that you would begin to alter your schedule in subtle and yet increasing ways everyday thereby creating substantial change in your future. And I hope that you push me to do the same in my life. God Bless.
About Me
- J
- I love writing. If you want to know anything else just ask me or else read up! I have two blogs ("A Pen Itching To Bleed Onto Paper" and "The Rebirth of J"). One of my blogs (A Pen...) is updated more frequently than the other. "The Rebirth” is more of a story I am writing with my life whereas "A Pen" would be my random thoughts past, present, and future in this unfolding journey I call life. If this is your first time reading my blog, please visit Post #2 for the month of April 2008 in my "A Pen" blog archives... Thanks!
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2 comments:
Good entry and good advice. I was lucky to be a wife, mother, and landlady so I could alter ways to a point. I can remember younger days of working at a job and having to do the same thing day after day.
you need to write a book !! i liked that a friend used to be phrase, lol very true.
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