A Schizophrenic Conversation for One
So to adhere to the actual title of this site, I'm going to take on the issue of movement. Movement could mean a lot of things, such as an actual physical movement like nodding your head or shaking someone's hand, or it could mean specific actions taken by an individual or group to get a specific result.
That's not what I'm talking about.
I'm talking about the need to move to a different location or to a different job or to a different life if we're really going there. So yes, it entails actual physical movement, but that's not the end-all of the situation. So, enough of trying to sound intelligent. I just want to leave. This job definitely, the town not necessarily. Unless of course a great opportunity comes up in the Caymans. Then I might take off for real. Itchy feet is what I say I have. Not sure where the saying comes from but it seems apt for this particular issue. It's the feeling of unsatisfaction, of uselessness, of not being able to use your brain that's the driving force behind the need to move. Those things are what cause the restlessness to take hold and slowly drive you crazy until you give in.
Then comes the obvious question - why am I still here? I'm here because of restrictions. Money restrictions, job opportunity restrictions, lease restrictions and then some. "You can't leave a job after only three months, it looks bad." Well, so what? What if I don't care? I'll get a job. I'm not worried. Anyone can find a job at some point. It all depends on what type of job you want.
So, the money question - What type of job do you want?
"Who the fuck knows!"
Yeah, that's not going to help the situation any.
"Well, it should be out of the office, or at least out of the office more than in the office. I die a little every day sitting behind a computer. It should entail thinking, that's important. Oh, and maybe some writing because people tell me I'm good at that. Hmm, what else? Oh, and if it can pay well that would be good too."
Yeah. Keep dreaming. Or, better yet, STOP DREAMING.
"Well, I don't want to stop dreaming. Dreaming is a hell of a lot more fun than reality. I mean really, everybody knows that. It's just turning the dream into reality that I'm having a problem with."
Yes. We know. Hence the definition of dream. This is a good time to try to be practical. That's p-r-a-c-t-i-c-a-l. Understand?
"Well, I'm not stupid. I know that I need to turn my dream into some sort of practical achievement. But saying that that's not possible is a very pessimistic outlook on life. I, on the other hand, believe that people's dreams can become reality if they work hard enough for it. Why shouldn't that be the case?"
A lost cause. That's what you are. But, you're a lost cause with a damn good point. So, maybe I need to think more like you. A rut isn't where I want to be, nor is it where I want to end up.
"See. I might be a dreamer, but I just made reality hit you in the face."
That's not what I'm talking about.
I'm talking about the need to move to a different location or to a different job or to a different life if we're really going there. So yes, it entails actual physical movement, but that's not the end-all of the situation. So, enough of trying to sound intelligent. I just want to leave. This job definitely, the town not necessarily. Unless of course a great opportunity comes up in the Caymans. Then I might take off for real. Itchy feet is what I say I have. Not sure where the saying comes from but it seems apt for this particular issue. It's the feeling of unsatisfaction, of uselessness, of not being able to use your brain that's the driving force behind the need to move. Those things are what cause the restlessness to take hold and slowly drive you crazy until you give in.
Then comes the obvious question - why am I still here? I'm here because of restrictions. Money restrictions, job opportunity restrictions, lease restrictions and then some. "You can't leave a job after only three months, it looks bad." Well, so what? What if I don't care? I'll get a job. I'm not worried. Anyone can find a job at some point. It all depends on what type of job you want.
So, the money question - What type of job do you want?
"Who the fuck knows!"
Yeah, that's not going to help the situation any.
"Well, it should be out of the office, or at least out of the office more than in the office. I die a little every day sitting behind a computer. It should entail thinking, that's important. Oh, and maybe some writing because people tell me I'm good at that. Hmm, what else? Oh, and if it can pay well that would be good too."
Yeah. Keep dreaming. Or, better yet, STOP DREAMING.
"Well, I don't want to stop dreaming. Dreaming is a hell of a lot more fun than reality. I mean really, everybody knows that. It's just turning the dream into reality that I'm having a problem with."
Yes. We know. Hence the definition of dream. This is a good time to try to be practical. That's p-r-a-c-t-i-c-a-l. Understand?
"Well, I'm not stupid. I know that I need to turn my dream into some sort of practical achievement. But saying that that's not possible is a very pessimistic outlook on life. I, on the other hand, believe that people's dreams can become reality if they work hard enough for it. Why shouldn't that be the case?"
A lost cause. That's what you are. But, you're a lost cause with a damn good point. So, maybe I need to think more like you. A rut isn't where I want to be, nor is it where I want to end up.
"See. I might be a dreamer, but I just made reality hit you in the face."
posted by Snowbird at 11:03 AM
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