Day 168 of 365 days.
Some days I just don't feel like getting out of bed. Today was one of them. One of the nice things about this whole unemployment experience is that it gives me a break from my career. For the record I hate computers. I hate the computer industry. I hate working for the computer industry. I was never even supposed to be in it. I was supposed to be a writer, an artist, a literary scholar. You know, the three things that I actually have degrees in. Nothing would make me happier than to never have to work again. Unfortunately, I still have a WHOLE lot of debt, and I don't really know how to do anything else that makes any money. So like billions of adults all over the world, I suck it up and deal with it and go to work and punch a time clock and wait patiently for the day when I die and can finally get some rest.
Only, currently I am without a contract anywhere, so I'm on vacation and able to rest and enjoy myself. As I've stated on several of my past pictures, I've quite enjoyed it. I've had tons of time to work on my photography, work out and lose weight, and think about the academic paper I'm supposed to be presenting at a conference in Boston in a few months.
But then there are days like today. Days where the whole world seems hopeless. Where I realize that if I'm ever going to make my life better, get out of debt, go to grad school, do something creative for a living, I'm eventually going to have to go back to the 9-5 daily grind that makes me want to shoot myself in the head. And on these days, there's nothing I'd rather do than just sulk in bed all day.
Why the hell did someone else have to win my Powerball money. FUCK THEM!
Oh, as a happy accident the random T-shirt that I happened to pull out of the drawer and put on today is the one I won for being CMU pool champion in 1995. I could have been somebody.