My Ode to Work,
Dear work., I HATE YOU...  Every morning you come beeping at my bedside begging me, NO pleading that i get up and visit you.  Foolishly i get up, but for half selfish reasons and well because i have to in order to make it in this world.  Work, what a stinking crazy idea you are.  Who was the Einstein that woke up one day and said hey dude, Yea the other dude replied, want to work, YEA YEA with focused passion and dedication to the task at hand.  i want to meet this guy...  Any who, we live, we die, we breathe so the world believes.  Live your life to the fullest living so that there is not even a hint of regret.  O there’s been days but fight it when we try to control we lose focus of him and my ode to work becomes our ode to life. 

I recently come across this quote in a book that i am reading "repacking your bags" by Richard Leider.  I have decided that the alternative way is how i am going to live my life: 

"Life is not meant to be linear.  The path from birth to death is not a straight-line journey; its a zig-zag.... The linear point of view says first get an education, then work had, then retire so that you can begin living.  But by that time, many people have forgotten how to live, or else they are so ehausted by getting to where they have gotten that theres no life left.  THE ALTERNATIVE IS TO LIVE ALL YOUR LIFE AS FULLY AS POSSIBLE.  TO CHALLENGE THE EXISTING SCRIPT.  TO WANDER AS OPPOSED TO STICKING TO THE STRAIGHT AND NARROW.  OF COURSE THIS IS SCARY AND ISNT EASY, AS IT MEANS WE HAVE TO CONTINUALLY ASK QUESTIONS ABOUT OUR LFIE, OUR LOVE, AND OUR WORK."