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Oct. 9th, 2003 05:05 pmhard to believe i'm actually living in seattle... it's always been the place i go to escape from responsibilities, and it never lasts for very long. but i'm still here, and i'm working and getting paid, and i don't think it will stop for a very long time. it's... strange. kind of like remembering a dream, where everything made sense at the time, and seemed necessary and logical, but thinking about it afterwards there's just something surreal about it all.
i now have three paychecks. about $315 worth, after taxes.
every once in a while i think about how strange it feels that some people get paid for doing things they love. i always assumed i would be one of the people who has a job because they need money, not because they like the work they do. i'm settling for not hating my job... and then i realize how depressing that is. i want to be able to do things with my life, not have all my time sucked up by trying to keep things from falling apart. i don't want my career to be an office job.
i should get in touch with pnta again, and not give up so easily this time.
i now have three paychecks. about $315 worth, after taxes.
every once in a while i think about how strange it feels that some people get paid for doing things they love. i always assumed i would be one of the people who has a job because they need money, not because they like the work they do. i'm settling for not hating my job... and then i realize how depressing that is. i want to be able to do things with my life, not have all my time sucked up by trying to keep things from falling apart. i don't want my career to be an office job.
i should get in touch with pnta again, and not give up so easily this time.