hazey57

A year later.
I'm happy.
I smoke rarely now, no need to escape reality.
My arm is improving from a work injury.
I'm making new friends and growing closer to my love.
At times I'm still lost, but mostly I'm found:)

Today, I went to work and was well over-payed to sit and read documents on how to perform tasks. By the time we get to actual hands on training, my memory of these things I read will be long forgotten. It's rumored we only retain 10% of what we're reading. Yesterday I read 36 of these documents.
This job is in a distorted little communist setting. Inside the buildings are filled with fine art, million dollar equipment, and well concealed secrets. Outside the buildings are red and gray aged brick. There are smoke stacks. Designated paths we are not permitted to stray from. Workers pedal by on large modified tricycles with a basket on the back usually baring their tools. There are often small, square, orange, 2 passenger electric cars silently moving along to their next destination. People are always walking fast, methodical, they look healthy, few people smile. Rarely a returned hello, despite the current initiative "Inclusion", where great and small are supposed to stand on the same level. The great seem to be getting a lot more free lunches than the small from what I notice. The great are also given homes to stay in. The great have the kind of money that allots for them to buy private farms in South American countries. Communism, Socialism, Capitalism. Twice my old pay and I'm still not happy.
I want to live in a woods somewhere. A woods devoid of my three nemesis, Poison Ivy, Oak and Sumac. I want a pond with frogs and snakes and fish. I want fire and dragonflies. I want to spend my days listening to music and the wind and sketching whatever slips through my pen. I want a child. I think just one or two, close in age. So they can occupy each other and have a lifelong friend. I want to share my home with someone who loves me. I don't want to be burdened with who makes more money or who has a degree or who put the money down for our wooded home. I don't want a large flashy diamond ring. What do the frogs and the trees care if my hand sparkles? I want to be married in a church, not because I believe what they believe, but because something inside me wanted it when I was a little girl. I don't want to worry where their heart lies, because it will lie with mine. I want a fire hall reception, I don't need to sink myself deep in debt before I begin a new life with someone. I just want to be free. And I want this freedom to come without the liberation of death. I just want to be happy.

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