Bill Evans is playing in the background again. Same song as the last post I wrote a few days ago.
Day was long yesterday due to a project at work. Project went to shit. Completion of said project will be at a later date.
Perhaps because I’m unfortunately curious and wish to fill my spirit with jealously, I tend to look up the salaries of people who tend to fuck up the most. When you see those individuals make more money than you, you tend to wonder why the roles aren’t reversed.
Being the other guy can be as bad, if not worse than NOT being the other guy.
If I already have issues with starving myself mentally by constantly giving, a position with a higher salary would present the exact same issue. That tend leads to another question; what is important to me and what do I want to do?
At this very moment I couldn’t tell you the answer to either question. I never liked to plan ahead and generally would just go where the wind takes me. I probably should have a plan as the wind seems to slam me into a brick wall, a mailbox, a tree, etc.
I want to buy a typewriter. I’m gonna go look at some.