Jobs…so what is a job really? You know that time you were born and then eventually experienced consciousness as a little kid, the first moment at the kitchen table thinking, “hey, I am Brian; I am this person,” while touching your hand to your nose. Burning yourself on the stove, crawling around on the floor, feeling the carpet beneath you. Feeling the linoleum beneath you when you get in the kitchen. Sitting on the stairs.…
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2013 recap and general thoughts on my life
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• •Saturday morning
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• •Saturday morning and it’s like a real weekend again because I’m not working the jobs where I’m currently underemployed (but thankful to have). Like being a kid again except instead of Saturday morning cartoons I read the news and ate low-fat Greek yogurt with oatmeal and honey mixed in. No one is at the house. My father is in South America skiing. My mom went to go visit family. Since nobody is home to disrupt…