It's 6am, I'm25 and I'm here at work. Surely not the life that I imagined many years back when I was still as idealistic as Hero when he triumphed over thousands of other questors. (haha!) While the pages of my friends' life have been turning as fast as you can read a Stephen King novel, mine is turning at the same rate as if you were reading Proust. If only depth equates to it then I should be fine.
I'm not becoming cynical, in fact, I do enjoy what I'm doing. Such freedom in a workplace is a rarity that giving it all up took every ounce of my willpower...but I guess it's finally time for a change.
Let's see if I can get a Coehlo balance.
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