A continuation of the last post...

So if you've had some time to think about those questions, what did you come up with?

You see, I have little experience in the professional life--that is--work.  I worked here and there as an early and late teen, and now, at 20, I'm about to enter the professional world.  By this time next year, I should have had a job for a few months already.  But where will I be 5, 10 years from now?

I think a thing to beware of is "growing up."  Leaving youth and childhood behind to endure the new stresses of life, we put on our work faces and grind away at ourselves day in and day out to make a what? A living!  But as Carlin says, where has our life gone?  Where is the youth, energy, and childhood curiosity to motivate us if we've condemned it as "unprofessional" and "inappropriate?"

Kids have passion, lack shame, are curious, accepting, and open minded.  They learn and adapt and grow.  Why should we stop living this way when we hit a certain age?  I fear that I will become a slave to a job.  I will have to close off avenues to maintain the one street open and traffic--my energy and time--flowing through that street.  That I will be constantly worrying about a career.

I really hate that word.

9 AM - Enter Cage.  1PM- Feed.  6 PM exit cage only to return again tomorrow.  

Since when has man been defined by his work life?  We work to eat and we work to play.  Our work shouldn't be an entity of its own.  When we tire, we sleep.  Just like every other species in the world.  We shouldn't trap ourselves in the "workweek" and the "9-5."  We are human beings.  We are free to roam and wander, yet we chain ourselves down and call it "stability."  Is that any way to live?  Blessed are those who are truly free.  Who live not to work, but work to live.

Thought this deserved its own post. More on this later.

Think about this if you've got some spare time in your busy day.  Think about why you're so busy and if that's fulfilling.  Think about if you're the one in control of your life or if your life has control over you.

And stay tuned for related content!

People should be more like dogs

Here's something that I've been thinking about from time to time when I see dogs on the street.

People should be more like dogs.

Why?  Well, the thought came to me when I happened to see a dog relieve himself of his past meals in the middle of a fairly busy NYC street.  Divine inspiration, you can call it.  The owner looked distressed and somewhat embarrassed, passers-by smirked, but how did the dog feel?  Well, he didn't give a shit.

OK, I had to.

But really, the dog showed no signs of embarrassment.  In fact, he rather enjoyed himself I think.  Perhaps he enjoys being the center of attention.

I wish I could be as shameless with a face like that.

What am I trying to get at?  Should we all take dumps on the sidewalk?  No.  For the love of all that is good and right, no.  But, can we learn from our shameless canine?  Absolutely.

Too often are we burdened by other's opinions--so much so that we neglect our own comfort and needs.  I've been guilty of it too.  In the end though, who cares about the dirty look someone may give you for doing something that makes you comfortable?  Provided you're not actually harming anyone else in any capacity, shame in doing something that is otherwise natural, comfortable, and a cause for making you a happier person is downright silly.

We suppress our own needs by wearing unbearably tight jeans, high heeled foot-destroying shoes, suit jackets in 90 degree heat, etc etc.  And it's not just about clothes.  We don't talk about certain things in public.   We don't reveal certain things about ourselves.  We'd rather compromise honesty than be thought of as weird, or a little out there.

Then there are those who do that for a living--hipsters--which are also in the wrong.  But that's for another post.