I just saw my name on my paycheck (pay cheque?) stub. It got me to thinking... Who am I? What exactly do I do with my life? What is really associated with this semi-random allocation of letters?
I attend classes at university. This is an amusing pursuit, but probably ineffectual with respect to my overall income. There is no possible way I can match my current income with an undergrad degree in my current focus of study.
I go out on weekends. Sometimes on dinner dates, sometimes just hitting the clubs; but none of these things are really long term affairs.
I sometimes feel like I wander through life with just stop-gap solutions. Let's have a bit of fun for the moment! type ideas. I'm beginning to become concerned with the time when my measurement of life in moments wears out and I must start gauging things in terms of weeks, months, or even years.
I have no conception of how to handle this sort of situation.
Have you seen my blue shirt?
I thought I left my cigarettes around here...
Shouldn't there somehow be a wife involved in this?
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