Sometimes I look up from my computer when I am working here at home and glance sideways, my attention diverted by a movement outside. Often, it’s one of the workers in the office opposite, standing outside, talking on a mobile phone, having a cigarette break.
On a bad day, I find myself envying them for a moment – envying the camaraderie of the office; the steady salary; the pension. Then I wake up to myself and realise that they are effectively in prison nine-to-five every day. Or at least, that’s how an office career job seemed to me whenever I was stuck in one. I was dead inside, marking time each month just paying my way, learning little in the way of new skills; getting little consolation during my weekends and evenings. It was as if someone else ruled the very core of my existence.
So after a few moments of empty envy, when I see these furtively smoking employees I remember how much I am learning, how I am moving forward with my business, albeit hesitantly and slowly – and most of all I remind myself how I am right now taking charge of my life and living it true-to-character, instead of acting out some badly cast role as a servant to some undeserving god.
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