Biscuit Meditation

It is night.  I am in my bed and I have been reading.  I have been thinking and pondering and contemplating.  Part of me says to write the novel.  or to write a clever story.   but will anyone read it?   Is the world interested?   Will i lose focus and quit?

I ponder different topics.  Science fiction, race, politics, 1984, dystopias … I wonder to myself if I can write a great story that will stand the test of time …

 

As the night gets later and later I know I will need to sleep.  I must sleep because i must be awake to go for work.   It makes me ponder time.   one good thing about being unemployed is that there is no pressure to wake up and be somewhere at a certain time.   But that lack of pressure creates some pressure because you feel like you are underachieving.  You are smart and talented but there is nothing you have to do.  Having too much freedom can be a curse because you have no structure.    But, once you have a job then you are constrained … you wake up and you must be at work and you will be there for 8 hours.   There could be stress and it will drain your energy.   there is trade – off.

My dreams have been odd.   Sometimes they have sex.  Sometimes they are violent.   Sometimes the dreams combine weird shapeshifting with people or ideas that come from the office workplace.   in the morning I must wake up but I will go back to sleep for 15 minute intervals which is where the dreams become weird.  The dreams bring in a weird concept of being fearful of work … …

There is a strange paradox to having a job.  You know it is good for you in a way so you can build experience and earn money but there are elements that are not as good like the time and stress and politics.   But of course you make friends with your co-workers and you laugh during the day.

The human condition must always be reflected upon and it is good to lead an examined life.

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DJRoboBiscuit

Expert on Life (Movies, Books, Television, Gaming, Tennis). Aspiring Novelist and Philosopher. Big Fan of Satire and Parody.