s1mplyw0nderful
Understandably fast food isn't one of the most fulfilling jobs or the highest paying, 12.38 dollars an hour is a measly wage but to be fair the tasks aren't that hard. After nine months here I am beginning to understand how it alters the mind, you get so bored you begin to notice smaller things about people. The enlarged pupils, scars, shaky hands and bruises. You see things that can change your perspective, ultimately I don't think it was bad for my mind, if anything I've had experiences that allow me to take different perspectives on life, on people.
Prologue exert: Everyone has a different definition of paradise, weather its a sunlit beach where waves gently lap at the sand, a valley filled with perfumed flowers or a glistening, snowy utopia. Many never live to feel true paradise no matter how hard they pursue it, so they reach for euphoria in other ways. People take off, escaping on intergalactic journeys using plants, powder and pills. Later, coming back down to their mundane reality.
We get taught in school about drugs, the dangers of such a poisonous and addictive escape though many choose to completely ignore these precious threats.