Tired

Woke up more tired then when I went to sleep. I could sit here and complain about my job. How they make me pay an hour’s wages each day in parking. How someone stole $80 from my purse the first week I started. These menial, entry level jobs that I thought would be easy come with horridly low wages and systems that treat their employees like disposable and interchangeable pawns, with little to no real investment or humanity given.

These companies treat their employees like trash and have this air of “you’re so lucky to have this job, because it’s so great. We are so great and you’ll maybe see that if you stick around but we don’t really expect you to and will treat you accordingly.” Like they all have this big Google complex and even Google isn’t as great as it thinks it is.

I could tell you I have a 12 plus hour workday ahead of me with commuting. But why bother. Lol

——-

I woke up with the song Islands in the Stream in my head on a loop. I keep telling myself love is on the back burner and I’m not going to think or worry about it, but my subconscious seem to have other ideas.

+—+-++-

I was thinking about that visualization I had a few months ago off the back of the shamanic workshop. The one where I am on the edge of a vortex and I can see it swirl around my body but I can’t feel it. That’s been my life. Always caught in some storm. I think I need to find a way to move myself either to the middle of the hurricane or far away from it, so I’m no longer in the path of highest risk.

I keep asking for ease from higher powers and trying not to let life embitter me. But I truly don’t understand why things have to be so complicated on this planet. We have resources, innovation, technology. I mean why…..why are we so selfishly unevolved? Why are we such separatists? Why do we create and advance such idiotic divides between each other? Why do we pillage, rape and kill each other? We are but one stupid little race of people all stuck together on a simple yet magnificent little planet. It should not be this hard. It should not be this way.

But……. all I can do it live this moment at a time. I’m still figuring things out. Still searching. Still finding myself and my truth amidst the turmoil that surrounds me. I intend on making a euphony out of this cacophony one way or another…… even if no one can hear it but me.

———

Blessings of peace within your soul. πŸ’‹πŸ™πŸ½πŸ₯°

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

4 thoughts on “Tired”

    1. It’s fine. Not trying to sound like I’m whining about it. Just sharing. Some days are better than others. Some epochs of our lives are more challenging. I’m hoping I’m reaching the crest though where it can finally feel easy, or at least easier.

      Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply to porngirl3 Cancel reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s