I GOT BORED AT WORK. Not physicaly but mentally drained. Like I came to my maximum tolerance. I took all the great things to stay but the more I though of it makes me want to get out and find my right calling.
Are you staying because of a stipulated contract? Like your tied both your hands to stay at the same place. And its up to you how you work on your insanity to stay put. OMG. This is the hardest thing. You can observe my exasperated words becausr I wont question it if it fulfill my requirements. There's something lacking. And my life isn't infinite, I must be careful on where I put my time because that time is my life. I wont live forever to decide that I'll stay here bec the contract say so or bec it pays a high salary. FUCK THAT.
Some of us here are sober that they think their immortal. We're all equal when it comes to death. We're all gonna go through that phase. They spend on what appears to be happy but shallow. They allow their being to be carried away by culture instead of their own.
I'm letting you know that the most important thing isn't the short happiness that you'll get on superficial thing but the wisdom of nature or life.
Take a leap. Get to that thing that you loved most. Its hard. It will be. Let your presence make an enlightenment to someone else.
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