Month: November 2017

  • Working

    I have never moved beyond that feeling of dread of going to school when it comes to going to work as an adult. I can honestly say that I have been working at my career for the past ten years, and I still have that feeling of dread. That sinking feeling on Sunday night also has never gone away. I’m pretty sure I am not alone on this. Speaking to my mother after she retired, and she also described that feeling of not going to work, even though she worked in the field she loved as a nurse.

    I think it has to do with the transactional status of employment; the work equaling money, that sucks out the desire to be there. I enjoy what I do now, but I have a boss, who is a good boss, and work for an organization, which at the end of the day has my fate in their hands. I show up, do my job, enjoy my coworkers, no real complaints… But I would rather sleep in.

    This also makes me wonder that if I was able to finance my life style through all my creative endeavors, would I begin to feel that dread about having to get up and do it? I do believe that past behavior is the best predictor of future behavior.

  • Politics

    It does make me feel a little better that Dems, Progressives, and the Resistance all showed up at the polls on Tuesday. A small bright point in the past year of Trump darkness. (I have a feeling that I’m not so much preaching to the choir, but more like preaching to other preachers.) It was a good showing, and hopefully it will encourage the rest of the country to turn out in 2018.

    That to me is the thing. What will the turnout be in a year? Like I mentioned before, a college classmate of mine is running for the House as a Democrat in Texas. With the showing in Virginia, especially in the suburbs and ex-urbs in Northern Virginia, middle class college educated people came out to vote against Trump. The person I know who is running is smack dab in the middle of a suburb district, and if the same momentum can be gained then that classmate might have a chance of winning in deep red Texas.

    I do have to remind myself that living in New York City does put me in a bubble. People in small towns and rural areas do see the world differently from me. But when I hear a statement like that, and even after I just wrote that, there is part of me that wants to believe that there are a set of core values that we all hold to. Such as the bonds of the social contract that we all enter into with each other to have a civil society. That those are the core values we all agree on and must be appealed to.