I realized something today at work when I heard someone say "Yes sir." I saw the dynamics of employee and employer and I thought about my father because he was never one to take orders from anyone. Ever. He always had his own thing going because he never liked working for anyone else. I realized that I'm the same way as him when it comes to work and being under the "control" of others depending on the situation. I don't like people telling me what to do. I know the difference when they are helping me and when they are commanding me. The freedom to do what I want when I want with whoever I want is something I enjoy too much to just give it up to have someone boss me around. Pfft screw that I ain't no sucka. At work when i realized this I thought about how we all suck on soo much metaphorical cock at our jobs to make a living, eat and live. I realized that I even though I don;t have much in terms of possessions, look good or have nice things, I could careless because of the freedom I have to do WHAT I WANT WHEN I WANT. I hate it when I'm at work and I have to give all of that up.
School is different and so is writing because I do want to do those things and no one is forcing me to do any of them. I dunno. Maybe I'm thinking too much as usual. That and I just felt like writing something out tonight. It's like my hands were craving for the keyboard. Whatever it is, dying on your feet rather than living on your knees is the way to go. Yet, when we get there we see things differently and change our perceptions of the world. I know I have time and time again.