Wednesday, January 31, 2007

As your feet leave the diving board.

Gainfully unemployed for the first time in probably 12 years.
How does it feel? It feels like everything. It feels like nothing.

I remember when I was a kid, coming to the realization that everyone has to actually "work" for a living. You couldn't just be a kid and do whatever you wanted for the rest of your life. I also remember being shocked at just how much time "working" stole from your free time; an 8-hour shift basically ruined your entire day; and 5 8-hour shifts a week?

This reality destroyed me. It broke my heart.
It literally took me over a week to accept this fact and move on. That our lives are pretty much spent under the employ of someone or something else, as we try to earn a living.
EARN a living.
We are alive, and yet we have to earn the ability to survive. Survive what? Our society requires that we have currency in order to maintain our food, shelter, clothing, etc.
Imagine if we as a society had no such established system.
People still farmed and hunted, built their own shelter, made their own clothes. There were no banks. There were no debts. There were no credit cards, no stock options, no mutual funds, no 401K plans.

Imagine if we actually were able to live our lives.