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This calls for drastic measures....
15 years ago
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I will be gone in August. My last day on the job is July 30th (though technically I'll sign out on July 31st, 2:30 AM), and I don't want to go back to the life I had before. Nothing but mindless activity on the internet. Idle as all hell, and ripe for temptation. I can't afford to go backward, not when I've made such strides. And half-assed measures aren't working. I have trouble merely rationing my time online. Seems when I abstain I end up spending nearly all my free time online when I go back to my computer. It's getting to the point where I can't even write anymore because my hand goes wandering up to open my browser.
No more of this. I need a change. A break. I dedicate August to the renewal and restoration of my heart. I will avoid even plugging in my computer in August and focus on other things I can do. And if need be, I'll unplug my TV as well to keep it from distracting me. I cannot afford to let the Enemy win. I cannot be idle when unemployed. It is not good for my soul, and besides, society would be deprived of whatever I have to offer, whatever my skills might be worth. Still, I need to look to the future and figure out where I'm going to go to college. I get this sense that I'm meant to seek out creative outlets, to find a way to express the thoughts in my heart and mind. And nothing lies closer to my heart than my creative talents, save God Himself. And if DigiPen won't have me, then the local college might provide me with an art degree. Whatever happens, I must seek my destiny.
If anyone wishes to stay in touch with me offline, I can provide you with my cell phone number, privately of course. I can call and text, so your options aren't limited, but please understand I am not always available to talk. Don't panic if I don't answer right away; I'll always get back to you whenever I have the time and the energy. If I don't, try again. Your luck improves each time you contact me.
I look forward to this month. I am excited, yet also scared. I can only pray that the Lord of Hosts will be with me, and guide me through these dangerous, uncertain waters. I will not succumb to the Rat Race, neither will I be the devil's workbench. I will be who I was meant to be, come hell or high water, and on the day of evil, stand.
Good luck to all of you, and God bless.
No more of this. I need a change. A break. I dedicate August to the renewal and restoration of my heart. I will avoid even plugging in my computer in August and focus on other things I can do. And if need be, I'll unplug my TV as well to keep it from distracting me. I cannot afford to let the Enemy win. I cannot be idle when unemployed. It is not good for my soul, and besides, society would be deprived of whatever I have to offer, whatever my skills might be worth. Still, I need to look to the future and figure out where I'm going to go to college. I get this sense that I'm meant to seek out creative outlets, to find a way to express the thoughts in my heart and mind. And nothing lies closer to my heart than my creative talents, save God Himself. And if DigiPen won't have me, then the local college might provide me with an art degree. Whatever happens, I must seek my destiny.
If anyone wishes to stay in touch with me offline, I can provide you with my cell phone number, privately of course. I can call and text, so your options aren't limited, but please understand I am not always available to talk. Don't panic if I don't answer right away; I'll always get back to you whenever I have the time and the energy. If I don't, try again. Your luck improves each time you contact me.
I look forward to this month. I am excited, yet also scared. I can only pray that the Lord of Hosts will be with me, and guide me through these dangerous, uncertain waters. I will not succumb to the Rat Race, neither will I be the devil's workbench. I will be who I was meant to be, come hell or high water, and on the day of evil, stand.
Good luck to all of you, and God bless.
Unfortunately, they seem rather more focused on the fact I will be lacking insurance once I quit this job. 'Cause no job means no benefits, even if it also means my arms will heal up.