waterloo (WOT-uhr-loo) noun
A crushing or final defeat.
Sometimes life seems like a series of dodged defeats, a long string of minor rejections that, if adequately screened as they filter in, fizzle as plot points instead of epilogues. Regardless, even in the best of environments, tension mounts. And I am the grimacing face of frustration, shaking my fist in the air--half at the gods, half at myself--hoping for change.
But am I pushing for it?
Time. Time is always the issue. So much devoted to this, devoted to that, a responsibility here, a should do, an ought to do, a want to do. Money. (Here it's green for a reason.) Money for rent, for food, for drink, for gas, for internet, for everything. I don't want my life to read as an anecdote to complacence, as someone with a heart that drained simply to stay afloat.
But how do you initiate change? What do you sacrifice? What do you trust?
"Never work. Only fools work. To degrade oneself with labor..."
