It’s
been about a year since my last blog. Needless to say I have not only failed my
two followers that I pay to read this, but I have also failed myself. My
creative mind has slipped away and I am now closer to a droid than a free
spirited individual. Even my job has my detached nuts on the wall of the supply
closet in my department. At work, it’s like working with the Walking Dead where
everyone’s personality has shipped to the Bermuda Triangle. I mean, unless you
are talking about the weather or cheering with coworkers about it being Friday
or 5pm, no one gives a shit to actually listen to what you have to say. I’m
sorry but I’d rather not talk to someone about my plans for the weekend while I’m
trying to avoid back-splash at the urinal. The workplace is a lonely place where
you have to decide whose salad you are planning on tossing to achieve financial
success. It is not a place where you can use your knowledge and creativity to
flourish and develop an environment of utopia.
Anyway,
I digress. I’m just a little bit bitter as usual about where I spend the bulk
of my time working for the man. The point of all of this is, that this is my
first blog in about a year and I’m wondering where my thrill to write is. As I sit
on my bed watching the Ottawa Senators win their way into the Stanley Cup
Playoffs (congrats by the way), I draw a blank for a topic to cover. So I’m
just writing this to exercise my mind.
In
conclusion (if you even made it this far) I will be posting again soon and will
hopefully cover an actual topic or emotion.
