I’m going to write about my life for a second. Bear with me. I’m single. I have no children. I can walk away from my life as I know it, buy a plane ticket to a foreign land and start my life over. I can do this. I choose not to. It’s a choice I make each day to live my life here in Colorado, conscious or not.
Luckily, I like my job, my steady salary and the fact that a computer waits for me in my office so I can do whatever I want with it. I choose to write dumb jokes to try and make other people (and myself) laugh. I get my work done too. Writing jokes and working are choices I make each day. No one forces me to do my job. No one forces me to write jokes. These are choices I make each day, conscious or not.
When I get up to go to work in the morning, I put clothes on that I bought for myself. No one tells me what to wear. When I leave work, I can go to eat wherever I want. I can also eat and drink whatever I want. No one tells me what to put in my body. If I’m waiting for someone to serve me the food and drink of my choice, I can go on my Blackberry and visit any website in the world and learn about whatever I’d like. I can communicate with any person in my life. No one tells me what to learn or who to talk to. These are choices I make each day, conscious or not.
At night, I turn on my TV. I have over fifty shows waiting for me on my DVR. I have four books I just got from the library. There are magazines on my nightstand. No one tells me what to read, what to watch. I choose. No one makes those choices but me.
I’m in control.
where’s the love
Gothic Forest- Eyvind Earle
Paint dripping into water
in my future i see my children having a very similar play room to this
(via sharingtime)
are you really gonna rag on people who have jobs? low.
