Hmm I nominate Tracilicious to play the Grim Reaper for the Annual Lot Halloween party - but her fatalism reasonate with this aging existentialist - at least at the moment.
But it's not that I hate my job, in fact I've had some fun with it. But it's changing now, and I can sit aand wait patiently for things to happen and fall into place (which may never happen) or I can be a bit more proactive. Unfortunately, if I look at what I must do to ensure my own success and happiness, it seems that as well as running faster than the slowest field mouse, I may have to trip a few of the field mice next to me. Living in a corporate world I know this stuff goes on all the time, but I'm not sure I have the stomach to engage in such ruthlessness, on the other hand the field mouse next to me is eyeing my stride making sure I'm always one step behind him.
Damn these public boards that makes me post in metaphore. Ah well, at least it keeps me thinking creatively eh?
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I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.
Friedrich Nietzsche
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