I never thought that I would be one to enjoy running the rat race, and surely living one day the same as the next can be rather depressing. But what I notice in this so called adult life, when one works full time, is that time becomes the most precious of all resources. The older one becomes the less time one seems to have to do what needs to be done. And when you start thinking about getting "ahead in life", whether it means putting time into your profession, your relationships, your passion or pastimes, time management becomes imperitive to the betterment of all things.
In this sense, the adult life becomes like a well oiled machine. The rat race provides daily continuity so that one can tweak the small things in order to benefit a greater goal. Three days a week at the gym, martial arts on the weekends, extra time for money making plans. Each day presents the opportunity to perfect the system, as one crawls slowly forward into the so called "progress" of ones own life.
Will I tire of this, yes. Rather quickly I imagine. Half of me yearns for a life far removed from these mundande affairs. Hopefully summer break will offer some reprive, and I may continue my adventuring for a time. But for now, for just awhile, I look forward to oiling the machine, and running the alleyways and crossroads of my supposed adult life.
2 comments:
I have officially been here 3 months as of yesterday...and I can say that I am yearning for familiar. And by familiar I mean a routine. A purpose. A place in the proverbial rat race. I miss it. I miss working. I feel like I am just here, kind of floating in and out of days. It will help when we have a house of our own I think. But what will help even more is when I learn the language well enough to get a job!
But you know the grass is ALWAYS greener on the other side. Even if you have already been there before. I couldn't WAIT to come to Brazil and not have a job and chill out. Now I can't wait to get a job and punch in and out of my 9-5.
Count yourself lucky to be part of that rat-race Leo. I'd love to have a steady job with a regular wage. I envy you.
At times it's great to have a fluid and flexible life but as Shakespeare put it so well in Henry IV part one... "If all the year were playing holidays,
To sport would be as tedious as to work."
I could really do with some routine. It's easier to leave the rat-race than rejoin it (especially in a foreign country).
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