What does my daughter and the man-known universe share in common?
When I grow up I want to be a little boy. ~Joseph Heller, Something Happened, 1974
It’s been about 6 months since the last time I updated this blog, mainly that has been because of the amount of work at my current job and the inherent requirements of a life married with children (lawsuits anyone?). It is however my nth attempt to continue this blog and in doing so I felt compelled to write about the most current item in my head.
I have been working my arse off for several years, yet no matter what I do it seems I am only starting my career (is not that I want it to end, is just that sometimes it seems you have only advanced a few meters on a marathon and you are already sweating). In any case lately I have come to the realization that I am not built for a life in a cubicle (irony is I am writing this while in… you guessed it: a cubicle), such realization is an important one, as in Buddhist philosophy all pain and suffering has a cause, once the cause is removed you are enabled to move into a new level of consciousness. Well, I am probably not an enlightened person but I am certainly aware of the cause of my pain and no it does not have to do with my cubicle life. But there is a component to it, so lets hold on to that thought for a second. (Cubicle life- checked)
