In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge; Kubla Khan
I work, I commute, I run, I sleep. I wake up, I commute, and the cycle begins again. This is the way of the world, but not for enough people, and I will not forget that. I am still only a temp, and damned happy to have even a simple temp job, one at which I have no experience, one where I give my all and simply hope that I don’t screw it up.
I like working, but I don’t forget that I am compelled to by both societal and personal need, so work is never just about me. I like making money, but would prefer to not have to work so hard for so little. My feet are sore and my head hurts at the end of most days.
Aaaand to be honest it is, with all that I just said, I am happier here than I have been working, maybe ever. I don’t mind working with my hands. I don’t mind standing up all day if I’m doing something I like. I believe that I have said I would rather work myself to death on a god forsaken rock somewhere than go back to a copy center. And to be honest I still think that, kinda. Especially after finding a job where I don’t have to work with copy machines, and unhappy unfulfilled copy machine operators, and have the spectre of 20+ years of crap I hate dealing with, and all the headaches that goes along with that.
I would give up anything to turn this job from temp to permanent. I am doing everything I can to make sure this works out.
If a man is not rising upwards to be an angel, depend upon it, he is sinking downwards to be a devil. He cannot stop at the beast. The most savage of men are not beasts; they are worse, a great deal worse.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge