Work

Work, a place at times I can’t stand and a place where I feel like the days are made longer. In this life we must all work. Work for self satisfaction, work to support ourselves, and work to belong. Whatever the reason, we must all do it and some of us may even enjoy it. Because I am a student without a degree, I must settle for a mediocre job with little to no benefits. I know some of you may be saying times are hard with us being in a recession and all but at times this place can really bring me down. Don’t get me wrong, I know a job is what I make of it. When I walk out at the end of my shift I know I have accomplished something for the day. At times I just wish that I was doing something that mentally stimulated me as well as provide a decent compensation for the amount of work done. I guess this is the reason I decided to return to school.