Novella - SAFIA
Friday, 22 July 2011
When? Until when? how? why?
How many times do you hit a wall or an obstacle at work or in life and all you want to do is run away, give up, curl up in a foetal position and retrieve to your mums lap? No? Never? No one? Just me then…
Why can’t people just work together in harmony, why the backstabbing, the competition for the boss’s affection, the brown nosing, the scheming, I am too naïve for such practices, I usually don’t even see them coming until they hit me and by then it’s too late, it could also have to do with the fact that I just don’t care about my career anymore, I want a change of career, I want to explore my more creative side, you know paint a naked fat lady (I find the fatter the easier, something to do with big lines), write short stories, design my own wedding dress or other people’s since mine will probably never be, decorate my actual house and not some rented property with mismatching IKEA furniture, paint a mural on my wall;
Things that make me happy, never do I want to wonder if my office chair is ergonomic and complain from RSI because I blog a lot (well used to) or if my colleague is in with the boss complaining about me and saying dz-chick is not focused, which lets face it, I am not anymore and I find myself having to defend myself but not having quite the energy or the argument for it so I give up.
It has nothing to do with love or with my new man, I know where your mind is going, I am just getting bored with the rat race and the competition, and if I cannot do something I love, I will retire back to Algeria and live a life of a hermit, I am sure my dad will be happy to support me….for 6 months at least before he kicks me out.