don’t rock my boat
How can you possibly listen to Bob Marley and not be put in a good mood?
I woke up at 6:22 and couldn’t go back to sleep. I had troubled sleep all night, waking up from weird/bad dreams. I tried to go back to sleep, but terrible, awful things appeared in my mind that wouldn’t allow it.
On tuesday my grandma asked me how I liked my new job. I told her that I was still trying to get used to it, and that so far I honestly didn’t like it that much.
She said, “well bill (her husband) worked at PNM (new mexico’s version of sdg&e) for 30 years and hated it the entire time. Sometimes in life you just have to do things you don’t want to”
Is that what I’m resigned to? To be in a job that I don’t love?
Yesterday Erakuh was talking about how people used to get married really young and STAY married. Was it the same as the way they viewed jobs? That they just stayed there because they felt they had to?
Andrew told me that I have a shitty attitude, and that I need to face the world with a smile, and act like everything is ok, then go back home and hate the world.
I’ve never wanted to live like that, but I’m slowly finding out that this is what adulthood is all about.
