That’s how I’ve been feeling for a while now.
What am I doing with my life?
I’m a person wasting my life at a desk in a room, processing overpriced pieces of carbon for customers across the country.
Only enjoying it because I like it and it makes me feel important. But I don’t feel important. I feel like I’m just a statistic, a cog in the wheel of another corporation that only cares about their shareholders; people who only care about the next million or billion they’re going to make.
I help support a messed up system for the wealthy who wouldn’t understand what it’s like to be at our level...my level...even if it came up and kicked their asses into next week.
And while there are some wealthy people who care about the working class and try to create legislation to make things better for us, it’s not enough, and it will never be enough.
What am I doing with my life?
Wasting away while some person who doesn’t even know what empathy is makes bank while I help send an overpriced ring to one of his side chicks at his mansion.
I’m taking back control of my life, and getting my work out there. Stories I’ve written, stories about what life is really like, stories that need to be told.
I’m done with this mundane existence.
It’s time I take back what’s mine, and forge ahead on a path that I create.
What am I doing with my life?
I’m taking it back.
- Jaclyn
