Saturday 2 March 2019

At the crossroad

I'm addicted to my pay cheque. Because of this addiction, I wake up every day to go work, do what is needed (to get the pay cheque). The pay cheque is amazing. It pays my bill, my mortgage, allow indulgences time to time, and gives me a sense of dignity when talking to friends and relatives talk about work. Other than that. my job is just an empty shell. With every one trying to climb on top of another, achieving goals that mean nothing to me, and talking to people who do not interest me at all. But these activities lead to my pay cheque, which I am addicted to.

Every month, when I see the pay cheque, I am happy, and all the unhappiness and emptiness go away for a fleet moment, while I relish the pay cheque.

A road that seems very straight to me. Work then receive pay cheque. 

Recently, I got strayed off. My time, could I have spend on walking the gardens in the morning, playing with my children, cooking, cleaning the house, reading. Or should it be a mad rush to get the kids to school and then to work.