Every day I think about things I shouldn’t. Not just once or twice, but on a regular basis throughout the day. I like my job–I like it a lot. I thrive on the pressure and the stress and I revel in the problem solving, creativity, and the analytics. I genuinely enjoy my coworkers (past and present) and feel very lucky to share my days with them. Oh, sure, I get frustrated and a lot of time the line between laughter and tears is rice paper thin, but it’s life. I find myself thinking: When did I become this career woman workaholic? And why do I like it? Why is it I have only a cat (although lovely and fluffy) waiting for me at home? When is it time for my job to stop being my life? And how do I get there?
You see this crazy man decided not to breathe
He turned red and blue – purple, colorful indeed
No matter how his friends begged and pleaded the man would not concede
And now he’s dead you see the silly man should know you got to breatheBut oh God
Under the weight of life
Things seem brighter on the other side
Perhaps some of this is due to seeing the differences in the lives of my friends and even my coworkers. And when I find things outside of work that I do enjoy, why is it that they fade faster than frost on a sunlit window? I feel like life teases me with possibility–and I’m a hopeful person, but I’m constantly waivering and trying to balance soul, heart, body, mind, and ambition.
Pick me up from the bottom
Up to the top love everyday
Pay no mind to taunts or advances
I take my chances on everyday
Left to right, up and down love
I push up love love everyday
Jump in the mud
Get your hands dirty with
Love it up everydayAll you need is
All you want is
All you need is love
Everyday
This blog confuses me Katie. But as we’ve already witnessed a couple of times today, a lot of things are confusing me so maybe it’s not the blog.
I feel like the blog just sorta ended and I don’t get the song.