Does it feel like you're doing the same things over and over again? Seems like life has become a regular TV show, same time same theme like clockwork. 6:50 wake up, 8 am work, 11pm sleep. Throw in some food, shits, showers, halo and call it life or the routine. Don't get me wrong, I love my job and am very thankful that my routine doesn't include job searching, struggling to put food on the table and such...I am very thankful that I can put food on the table, pay bills, and keep a steady income. But besides all that, put aside the thankfulness and doesn't it feel mundane? Is this what we were called to do? Is this why we were put on earth? Is this why we were born? To work and make money to have expensive health insurance to insure our mundane and routine life? Haven't you once thought that life is suppose to be a lot more than the "routine"? Isn't there a greater meaning to life other than paying bills and making money to pay more bills? I feel many of us...not all, but a good amount of us hold jobs so we can keep up the bills or to have money, or to be "loaded" as today's generation would say.
Next time you're at work, class, jogging, yoga, Starbucks for the rich or even at Dunkin for me and you or anywhere, just ask someone what they consider to be the "American dream". You'll most likely hear, house in the suburbs, picket fence, two cars, two kids, steady income 9-5 job plus three/four computers. But isn't that list all material value? Material value that requires a routine...money and commitment. Why can't the "American dream" be extinguishing poverty, promoting peace, seeing third world countries living the comfort and joys we take for granted? Why does it always have to be about material value? I'm no hypocrite. I do catch myself gloating in material value. I am exceptionally proud and over protective of my things, especially the things I paid for from my own pocket. I don't know why I'm like this, I don't blame society and I sure as hell wont don't blame the media. I do however blame myself. I understand the value of money, therefore I am "anal" about such matters. It takes a lot of hours of work to get the things you keep in your humble abode, so you have every right to be over-protective of them. No one will know how many hours and hard work you put in to get the stuff you have except yourself. No one knows how many hours you've put it to have that 50" plasma up on your wall. So go ahead, be anal about your shit...its got your blood and hardwork written all over it.
Don't kid yourself, you know you wouldn't be yourself or safe without money. I started to realize it when I first starting to pay for my own things, and I'm not talking about food, and clothes. I'm talking about things that we need to survive everyday. Like rent, utilities, health insurance and such. And to possess these survival items you need to make money, and how is it that we acquire money? By being the bitch for corporate America. The system will suck you in harder than a worm hole. And you will let it happen. You will take the shit that comes with the job and say to yourself, " ill do it, ill take this shit...as long as it pays the bills." Pretty soon that will be the excuse for everything, especially in this disgusting economy. And once you have enough money where you don't have to worry, you'll have kids, and then you'll say. " ill do it, ill take this shit...its for the kids.". Maybe I'm wrong. All depends on the job I guess. But know this, one day you will be living the routine...and you will hate it. But you will still live by it. Just know that won't be the only one :) and that some of us work to have luxuries, but there's a very good amount of us who work just to put food on the table.
Material to Ponder: What does it take for someone to say, "I am living the LIFE!"? How do you get there? What do you have to do? Are you there yet? What is LIFE to you?
