First Written: 03-Apr-2023 | Mon 19:59
Holy. Shit.
Dude today is already tonight.
These days are zooming.
I woke up at 445 this morning (ok I snoozed to 5) but dude it’s already tonight. Like seriously. It’s 815 pm and time to go to sleep. The day just zipped by.
3 weeks ago I started my first 9-5 job. You know like that thing all of us sheep get funneled in to as we kiss our dreams and futures goodbye?
Holy shit. How do you people live like this?
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This blog originated as a place for me to document and share the solution to problems that I’ve had in the hopes that others could and would partake, creating a weird domino effect of positive vibes and good advice.
This is not a solution. This is exclusively a rant. I intended this blog to be alive and breathing and damn, right now it’s breathing fire because it’s time to rant.
Dude, how the fuck do you guys live with yourselves?
A 9-5 job? How in the hell do you thrive like that? I mean I get that the human body is wired for survival but damn. That’s all this is – Survival. There’s certainly no thriving. There’s certainly no self-actualization going on in this timeline.
I woke up at 445, stretched, showered, meditated, wrote, and then got ready for work. I drove to work at 615 and unfortunately for me work is 45 minutes away, so I arrived at 7 and left at 4. Albeit today was a longer day and there was hella traffic so I got home around 530, but holy shit this is not an acceptable way to live.
I am genuinely mind-blown that this is the average person’s lifestyle in America.
What the fuck?
Is this how you people normally live?
In order to get to sleep between 8-9 pm, I’ve got 2.5 hours after work. What the fuck? How is that real? How is this your daily life? WORKING for somebody else for minimum 8 hours each day and then having a couple left over for your own well-being?
That’s like the loose change you throw at a homeless man after you blow all your money on groceries and a new pair of shoes.
What a miserable existence.
Is that really an acceptable form of life?
Is that really the life you dreamed of?
I ate a bowl of pasta, called a friend, took a shower and it was time for bed. God damn.
What the fuck do you people do with your time?
How do you find the time? How do you take care of yourselves?
I’m starting to see how goddamn difficult it is to live an optimized, healthy, enjoyable life. It’s not prioritized. And if you don’t fight tooth and nail for it, it doesn’t come!
It’s no wonder health in America has declined, depression and anxiety are through the roof, and overweight and obesity are through the roof. Honestly, I don’t know any of those statistics but holy shit people, when do you get to LIVE YOUR LIFE??
What the fuck is going on. Where’s the time for our friends? Where’s the time for ourselves? Where’s the time for our health? Our well-being? Our enjoyment?
Holy shit, this sucks.
Live closer to work. Meal prep. Wake up earlier. Plan your days better.
All great advice. Fantastic, actually. But none of this absolves you from the fact that you’re working 40 hours each week. I know that figure might be normal and something you’ve accustomed yourself to for the last 10 years, or however the hell old you are… but unacceptable.
No wonder the weekends are burnt. You spend so much of your time working for somebody else, and as soon as you get an ounce of time off all you want to do is FADE AWAY. I know because I’m feeling that exact same thing!
This is outrageous. Honestly.
In Belgium, they introduced the option to work 4 days each week instead of 5. Honestly, I didn’t read the article but seems legit, and honestly – Who the hell cares? Are you really telling me you’re working 8 hours consistently? Bullshit. There’s no way. Do you even enjoy that time? Maybe parts of it, but god damn.
This study I found that I also didn’t read and only supports my point of view shows that humans are only productive for on average 3-4 hours each day. This other one suggests 4 hours of creativity is about the limit.
What the hell are you doing with the other 4 hours?? (and that’s assuming you’re even using the first 4 to your full potential). You’re quite literally burning daylight. You’re throwing away your time. You’re stepping ever closer to your grave. For what???
What do you want? What is your dream? When you’re on your deathbed what the hell do you want to be remembered for? What do you want them to say in your obituary?
God damn.
How is this the reality that so many of us have come to accept?
I can tell you that I will not accept it. I’ve dug myself somewhat of a grave and essentially signed a contract for the next 4 years (I know, right, fuck me). But I’ll be god damned if in 4 years I’ll be working the exact same job.
Does nobody dream anymore? Does nobody have passions or ambitions? And I’m not talking in the monetary sense. If you just want to be successful so that you can be money rich and perpetuate the consumerist, materialistic, lifestyle inflation bullshit then you’re just as bad as the rest of them.
No, I’m talking about the ambition to be better. Ambition to improve. Ambition to see what the hell you’re capable of. Ambition to see what’s out there.
Is nobody eager to experience? Does nobody want to see what the fuck we’re made of? Does nobody suck the marrow out of life anymore??
I say anymore like we ever did. And that’s the problem. It’s just generation after generation of wasted time. Who the hell are you trying to be?
What do you WANT?
I don’t care if you’re 18, 25, 35, 50, 60, or 80 years old! Why aren’t you doing what you want? And if you can’t, why aren’t you doing everything in your power to make the life what you want? Gary Vee frequently talks about that idea – you’ve got life left to live! But only if you make it.
Please, for the sake of your own damn sanity… Go aspire to be someone. Dream.
Then go realize those dreams.
Then dream some more.
Where the fuck is the passion?
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