Recently, within the last year, my good friend said to me, "it's all about balance." It's so obvious, and I know it, strive for it, but nonetheless it kind of struck me.
By day I am a non-profit, direct service, mental health slave, though I have to say it's better for me, than being a corporate slave which is basically a glorified paper pusher or professional shoe salesman. By night I am a an artist, writer, musician, creator. I would one day like to swap the two but now need both, in that order. Balance.
I live with my lover, the same person, a yummy and delicious soul who always smells and looks good, going on 11 years. We do not have a house, don't own any property, no children like most people assume you should after being together for so long. Nope. We have not accumulated a lot of stuff. (thank god. and all in good time.) and although much to my parent's and some friends dismay, because they assume we should be keeping up with the Joneses, but in our small apartment smack in the center of the city, let me tell you tha we get to still enjoy life to the fullest with little worry. We both have cars and a lot of freedom. a lot of peace of mind and space to do what we feel is right. And jobs. Though, we'd NEVER go back to corporate ever. But, you know a basic work ethic, so despite complaining about going to work everyday, which we only do occasionally, and the inability to take off whenever we please which we take off enough anyway, we do it, we go to work, BUT never too much nor too hard, and it affords us the lifestyle and ability to enjoy the other 128 hours in the week. Damn, I'm jealous of my own self. There are things I want, but there is nothing I need. Except to continue being true to myself. And enjoy the life we are living.
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