V-day Sting....?

Okay so i know that this is the most depressing time of the year, but oddly enough, the fact that I am once again not hooked up with even a date that I can call some crazed made up old saint's name (Valentine),  this is not the source of my lament.

I am at on of those things in life called a crossroad and i hate crossroads. I seem to hit these stupid things constantly in this elongated short existence on this speck of a blue planet. I don't know which road to take, mainly because of the stupidity of taking either. The smart choice would be to just sit there in the middle and hope there are fish and a pond.

 I currently work for one of our nations super corporations and let us just say that it does not fit me, the free spirited thinker, very well at all. I know that if i stay here I will be miserable, but I also know that choosing the other path of finding a new job would only mean a 80/20 percent chance of finding that same debilitating corporate injection mold of depression force feeding me through a ram like hot plastic. Here to simply only do one thing.... make money for someone else who I never see. I know i am a dreamer and eventually the system will start asking me to put the new header on my TPS reports, but until then I am gunna be naive and continue to think that my thoughts carry weight until someone else who has taken the same path recognizes the truth in my words, and is willing to give me a shot and having a voice at something better, nay, greater than myself. My only regret is that I was never high enough on the side of blue collar life to pursue my dreams of being in professional sports.

I have a passion for bowling, golf, tennis, and pretty much any other non contact sport Yet I have never had the  resources to get better at them past my own natural abilities. If i could go to the range every day and hang around one of the lower tours for a few years I would be happier than a gremlin taking apart an airplane mid flight! Sadly I don't have that money or that time to put in now that I am all growned up and stuff.

Maybe I'll give somebody an idea that will be a huge money maker and i can quit sad life.


Peace Out Girl Scouts