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there is no news worth knowing from my little world here. i have sunk into a life so routine-filled that what gets me through the day is the knowledge that it will end soon.
i'm not completely depressed, but happy that urumqi and all of its evils are awaiting me. happy that i will return to a life of different frustrations and fewer monotonies.
here in los angeles i walk on water and have repeatedly been offered attractive packages for staying and every time empty promises that i will "think about it" fall out of my mouth, smile and all. i am a pensive person but the thinking never takes me more than a few minutes, every time returning to the conclusion that unless losing my mind is in the itinerary, staying is impossible.
i'm not ready to sentence myself to that kind of death. the death of 9-5, the death of business casual, the death of a promising career path, vaulting from beige-carpeted cubicle to beige-carpeted cubicle, each more prestigious than the last.
i'll continue counting my pennies in never-never land.
i'm not completely depressed, but happy that urumqi and all of its evils are awaiting me. happy that i will return to a life of different frustrations and fewer monotonies.
here in los angeles i walk on water and have repeatedly been offered attractive packages for staying and every time empty promises that i will "think about it" fall out of my mouth, smile and all. i am a pensive person but the thinking never takes me more than a few minutes, every time returning to the conclusion that unless losing my mind is in the itinerary, staying is impossible.
i'm not ready to sentence myself to that kind of death. the death of 9-5, the death of business casual, the death of a promising career path, vaulting from beige-carpeted cubicle to beige-carpeted cubicle, each more prestigious than the last.
i'll continue counting my pennies in never-never land.
