Google says I can live without a job.
But I can't live without food and shelter.
So I can find a way to make those things.
Or I can keep letting work rule my life.
How come it never really gets to be MY life?
It was my parents.
Then it belonged to school.
And now... work.
Every week, day by day, my life goes down the drain.
I don't want to live shackled by a job.
That's not living.
I want to have experiences.
I want to exist.
I want to have fun.
I want to have stories to tell.
I want to live without anything holding me back.
... But Google says that's impossible.
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RandomHey guys. It's been a while... Not expecting anyone to read this. I just needed writing back in my life some how. So I'm going back to having and sharing thoughts... because writing is the only way I can think.
