Today the moon was big and shone with gold tinted silver and it was a full moon. I saw it with my own eyes.
It was s big.
I’m having the best life and yet there’s something which isn’t quite right inside. Like a small stone in the shoe. Like I’ve been running my own company for years but now instead I’m employed like a regular person.
I used to be my own boss, answering only to God and the tax agency, but now I’ve got managers everywhere. Everywhere I turn there’s a manager wondering why I didn’t attend that monthly meeting, why do I never go? Or another reminding me to fill in the time sheet. Yet another asking me to fill in this other time sheet. It seems I’m in a room full of people, and they are all my managers.
Don’t know if I’ve ever been this managed before. That’s what’s been nagging me at the back of my head lately.
It’s still a bit of shit, the economy. There are many unemployed individuals. My friends. Some of them have huge mortgages and shit. It’s a bleakness of the world.
If WWIII doesn’t start next year, and the economy takes a turn for the better, then I shall once more venture into this world like my own boss.