I'm surfing the wave of pure pleasure these days. I have left the life of cubicles and meetings in the search for freedom. I'm slowly getting my laissez faire lifestyle back and slowly realizing that I'm not pissing off as many people any more. I don't even piss off myself which is a goddamn accomplishment.
[Knocking off a bottle of Chateau Lalande-Borie while waiting for the women of my dreams to come home and make me dinner.]
Oh well, a few are still on my shitlist but I'm knocking them of by the hour. Recently our house gnome got to feel the Nordic, surpressed fury. One has the draw the line somewhere. Noone wants to be an accommodating yes-sayer with kneepads.
[Listening to a cover of the James Bond soundtrack by an overzealous, soon-to-overdosed-dj-wannabe.]
Let me quote 'Office Space": "It's not that I'm lazy, I just don't care anymore". Yeah, it has gotten to that pivotal point which is about time. Most people don't challenge their minds, demand enough of live to actually get there. There is where you just say no, stop, nunca, never more, wait a second et cetera. Try it, it feels damn good!
[Hope the missus comes home soon because otherwise this bottle of red wine will be long gone. If I wasn't in enough trouble...]
Leaving something great means that you just have something better coming around the corner. Maybe not visible right now but intuitively (pre-knowledge kind of sense) you can feel it. It's the beginning of your life the way you'd like to live it. I'd pay a buck or two to be in my shoes right now!
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