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"Never Give Up" by Vickn
For the longest time I’ve questioned it and haven’t been able to shake the uneasy feeling in my gut when I punch that time clock. I’m sure you feel the same. Eight hours a day we slave away to a boss we can’t stand at a job we’re not happy with all to pay the bills and feed our families, but are we doing the right thing? Everyone has needs, necessities, and goals but have we lost sight of what it means to live?
As we grow older we are forced to face reality for what it is. We are tossed into the world and scramble to find work. We are given no rule book or guide to success therefore we accept the jobs we can find. Even if we are lucky enough to find a stable full-time job that pays the bills you may still find yourself coming home angry and waking up depressed. What can you do but carry on punching?
Punching that time clock isn’t always so bad, providing the things we need, however as people we yearn for more. We are individuals with individual passions, talents, and capabilities yet we continue to work jobs that don’t embrace our uniqueness. We punch time clocks and complete remedial tasks for little pay so someone who followed their passions and created the business can fatten their pockets from our work. We toil while they cart around playing golf or throw back brews on their yachts.
It’s all very simple; as strange as that sounds.
It sounds so stupid but embracing your passions may lead you to a much better job and a happier life. Every business started out as a dream. It might not work out but it could and that’s the point. That’s the lesson we need to teach our children. If you never try you’ve already failed. Why not try and see what happens? If you find your passions, follow them, and PUT WORK TOWARDS THEM EVERYDAY it’s only a matter of time before you will achieve something.
For nearly a decade I slaved myself to a company that never cared about me. Yes the job afforded me living and necessities, but it never made my family or me happy. All those years I worked the night shift; the dreaded, wretched, shift that eats souls and spits out profits for a higher hand. For all those years I was forced to leave my wife home alone in our bed at night. That was enough to make we want to quit. Then there was the sleep schedule that literally never existed. I slept when I could most days, and crashed through others completely. I never had any time for a real life of my own. My son suffered most from my shift; missing me at baseball games and school events because I was too tired. That was the hardest part. The toil on my family life.
A little thought on what you love -be it a craft, music, or even writing- and the possibilities are endless if you put time and effort into learning about it’s industry. Instead of giving all your energy to a nine to five give some of it back to yourself and who knows what it could bring you. You may never achieve fame or a full time job doing what you love, but you will never know until you try. Hell, everyone who has made it started right where you an I are now.