So, I’ll be working about 15 hours a day until the end of the month. I could use a guest blog or two, if any of you are interested. Sunday is covered, as it’ll be the next 30 Days of Truth entry. So, if you’d like to help me out, hit me up in the comments or via email: tc (at) thursdays-child (dot) net
In other news, well, there isn’t a lot of other news. Eat, work, sleep. Lather, rinse, repeat. It’s such a drag sometimes, waking up every morning to do the same thing over and over again. Bells, beeping, screaming children. But like I wrote last saturday, it’s just a means to an end. Just a stepping stone on to something greater.
But I got to thinking even more about that. I suppose it’s more than a means to an end. It’s also a wealth of experience, not just on a resume, but also in terms of life. I have seen the bowels of society, but I’ve also seen people at their best. Helping others, being kind, and (above all) being gracious to those who don’t know better. And in the end, that’s more valuable than any of the money, and it really justifies all those bad days, all those days spent flitting from one irritating situation to another.
Those are, each of them, a part of who I am now. They will always be with me, even when I can no longer remember specifics. They will continue to inform my choices, my mannerisms, my whole being. Forever. They can either make me cynical or they can make me learn, and hope that maybe there’s something different. Or, for the good ones, they can make me aspire to be so selfless. Or so caring. Or so gracious.
Good bad, ugly, and soul-sucking. Everything counts, and everything affects your life more than you might realize, whether for good or ill. Even if it’s something as mundane as your days at work.