Am I going to write about how i’ve been working more than I ever have in my life? Wrong. WRONG! I’m going to post pictures from my time during and at work and let that explain what i’ve been “doing”.
Last day of work with Brett and Melody.
Hot ass WATER or hot ASS water?
While I sit on a private creek and sip tomato bisque I cannot help but think two vastly differing things:
1) How lucky I am.
2) How shitty a great majority of the world has it.
To enhance my mental juxtaposition I should mention i’m getting paid a decent wage while enjoying this bisque. People around the world die of hunger; yet here I am, enjoying something most never will- and if they do they pay far out the ass for it. So I cannot hep but feel like a schmuck royale.
I even ask my coworkers if I can help them - but in this cinematic reality most of them don’t want it. So here I sit, enjoying the high life while hundreds of millions of people hold their stomachs in pain because they haven’t eaten properly in years, if ever.
I feel lucky/I feel like shit.