Imagine clocking 12 hours a day without any lunch break, or any other breaks. Imagine a weekly schedule which does not incorporate any exercise regime. Imagine weekends spent. Imagine working during weekends. Imagine work preoccupying your life and perpetuating for almost 3.5 years. Imagine the few witnesses of this plight are in a state of oblivion. I do not need to imagine. I lived it. How can life be meaningful when work and sleep become the only two routines in a day? I know work is a necessary evil, but I have decided to bury the evil. I quit. I decided not to hang in there and continue suffering the unreasonableness. I reached my breaking point and decided that I have had enough. Disrespectfulness became an acceptable attitude and I cannot tolerate it. Blamefulness became so prevailing, let alone any sign of appreciation. My inner soul is bleeding and eroding away day by day. I simply cannot live in a compromised state. It is either all or nothing. I was not flowering.
I need to let go more.
I need to laugh more.
I need to dance more.
I need to live more.
I need to love more.
I need to write more.
I need to create more.
I need to let go of idiots more!
They clear my eyes, and give me clarity. I have a whole lot to be thankful for.
