Whoever said there's no such thing as a perpetual motion machine was wrong. I am just one of many human perpetual motion machines. Every morning I get up, get dressed, go to work, eat breakfast, do some work, eat lunch, do some work, leave, workout, go home, eat, watch tv or read, take a shower and go to sleep. The same thing every day with little or no deviation. Perpetual; well, almost. But how can I deviate more than a little? Those are the things that need to get done every day.

Knowing that does not make me feel better about my increasingly automaton-like status. How can people work a 9-5 job 5 days a week for most of their lives? It's soul-crushing. I've only been doing it for 2 weeks and already it feels like torture. We're conned sometime early in life into believing that this is the way things are and have to be. But I think this idea is wrong. I shouldn't have to get up early every day, sit inside at a desk for 8 or 9 hours and then go home so I can go to sleep early and keep this system going. It's wrong, it drains out the last drops of creativity that the world hasn't managed to suck out by the time you finish college.

I refuse to feel helpless. I am not going to walk into this lifestyle blindly for the sake of monitary benefits and 'security' that will come down the road. Yes, eventually I want to marry and have children, create a family, but I do not believe that signing myself over to corporate america is a necessary step before doing this. Nor am I saying that I don't want to work and I want someone to support me; much to the contrary. I want to earn a living, and a good living at that. However, I want to do it under my terms, not anyone else's.