Haven't written here for ages. Couldn't be bothered.
No, that isn't quite right. I didn't have the want to.
It didn't feel right . I've still written, just different stuff.
It felt different, not as public. Writing that wasn't meant for here.
Today I felt that feeling I haven't had for quite some time. I've tended to ignore that side of me, the one that needs to do this.
I won't ignore it anymore, it wants out and I'm not one to stand in the way of the want of words.
It was spurred on by events this afternoon. I found myself faced with a situation that only served to highlight the ridiculousness of the world we live in and the job I do. Needless to say, I found myself laughing at something when I should have been serious. I have to ask myself once again, How did I get here? The answer is always the same. The people I meet and not the business I work in.
Besides, I've started to feel slight unrest and want to see some change, personal and social . I'm tired of the money go round and the culture of people equalling profit is becoming an ever bigger part of the real world I find myself in. Why does this never change? It's like we've been asleep for years and now we just accept things for what they are, not what they could be. The only time we seem to be awake is when it's too late or something else has been taken away in the name of realistic progress. Then we clamour and bristle at the state of it all. We should care but first lets watch this...
Stand up all you passive subversives!
We need the change a proper deep change. Things need to matter more than the cash value they can get for someone.
It'll be as good as a rest.
