Hello
So this is my first post. I’m a college drop out. Woo. I work for money right now, and that means the jobs I work aren’t going anywhere pretty quick. And that’s ok. I get to meet some of the most amazing people. I get to hear stories all day about the weird lives that people have lived, I work in a call center. Not exciting. I explain to old people how to use the internet all day. And that’s pretty much who I am. Not much going on here. When they ask what’s your favorite hobby I don’t really say much, after playing video games nonstop for 20 years its more like an addiction at this point. And no one says their hobby is Netflix. So I sit around, and I listen to music, and I try new things when I can. But the truth is that I’m just really bored. I have nothing to do and work is easy for now while I enjoy my off time. It sounds way better than it is, trust me. The lack of human contact is somewhat concerning. But like I said, I get to meet some really great people drifting around. Problem is a lot of those people didn’t choose to be in the situations we share like I did. I decided to drop out of school and fuck around with some random jobs. These people though, this is their life. They didn’t choose to be here right now. But somewhere along the line they decided to settle in, or someone else made a decision for them. Maybe the bad decisions they made caught up with them. Or were they just raised to want less. Everyone in my life has been motivated by money in some way. That’s how talent has been judged. How much can you potentially make. So I have to ask myself, am I at the bottom of the rung? It sure doesn’t feel like it, I live on my own, I don’t work too hard and I have access to some nice things. I know how my friends live, those of them lucky enough to have parental sponsorship and those like me who work to live. But like me, they work for money. Going through school. But I’m drifting around and get to see both sides. I have goals, but I’ve put them on hold. So I have to ask myself, do the people I see working everyday, whose life I get a brief glimpse into, do they feel like I do? Are they drifting, or have they made it? I think they’re all like me, just better at not letting it show.