Thursday, July 19, 2001

[cube 20b]

>>it's been a while since i could stand up on my own two feet again<< staind's "it's been a while"

who's to say
i've pretty much decided that there's no way for me to avoid playing the Man's game even if i'm not interested in what corporate america says or thinks i want. Well, in general, perhaps there are artists or dancers out there that never have to venture into the Arena, but for my dreams of travelling, i doubt there's any way to raise capital without sitting at my cube.

On my way into the office, i passed a woman lighting up a cigarette. She was tired. It was 8:00am. I wonder if she'd had a rough night, or if she'd had a rough number of years serving time in Corporate America. I guess i've been sounding like an eccentric for the past couple of entries, but i'm just frustrated that so many people waste their lives vying for a plastic, manufactured, over-marketed, materialistic and far from fulfilling dream.

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