| | Jen, I can sympathize with your anecdote about your corporate purgatory. I am currently working a job that I absolutely LOATHE (though I don't cry, I just start slamming things around ;O ). If I didn't have a light at the end of the tunnel (which is very soon, thank "god",) I would have quit a long time ago. The sad thing is I took the position with the intent of putting off my current goal, in order to make more money and do things "responsibly." But I can't do it, it would kill me, so I wear a carrot colored pen around my neck to remind me of the goal (literally, its orange and green). I'm saving up to move back to Seattle with the intent of working with the Science Fiction Museum and Experience Music Project.
I find your site and your experiences inspirational, Jen, and it's so nice to see an Objectivist put their money where their mouth is! Glad your got out of corporate purgatory! Your story reminded me of a Dream Theater song that's about the same thing. The lyrics remind me not to sell my soul:
Six o'clock the siren kicks him from a dream
Tries to shake it off but it just won't stop
Can't find the strength but he's got promises to keep
And wood to chop before he sleeps
I may never get over
but never's better than now
I've got bases to cover
He's in the parking lot just sitting in his car
It's nine o'clock but he can't get out
He lights a cigarette
and turns the music down
but just can't seem to shake that sound
Once I thought I'd get over
but it's too late for me now
I've got bases to cover
Melody walks through the door
and memory flies out the window
and nobody knows what they want 'til they finally let it all go
The pain inside
coming outside
So many ways to drown a man
So many ways to drag him down
Some are fast and some take years and years
Can't hear what he's saying when he's talking in his sleep
Finally found the sound but he's in too deep
I could never get over
Is it too late for me now?
Feel like blowing my cover
Melody walks through the door
and memory flies out the window
and nobody knows what they want
'til they finally let it all go
But don't cut your losses too soon
'cause you'll only be cutting your throat
And answer a call while you still hear at all
'cause nobody will if you won't
more Dream Theater Lyrics
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