Ho hum. Composing articles feels like statutory requirement rather than an endearing avidity at the moment. It happens to every blogger at some stage. You feel lethargic, with a reduced capacity for even fleeting glimpses of productivity. I have many concerns that endeavour to censure even the sporadic free time at my disposal at the moment, inducing a rift between writing and gaming. It’s nothing of any considerable intimidation, just a collection of extraneous issues that leverage more consideration as a unit than they would do singularly. The biggest issue currently resides in stable employment. I’ll spare you the tedious details concerning a job I could easily do with my eyes shut, which I tend to do frequently considering there’s little to no work available, but the notion of redundancy is a very real prospect at this time. With a number of colleague departures already this year and the company being as solvent as a Greek poet, it’s looking increasingly likely that I may have to begin searching for a job sooner than I had anticipated. I knew things were bad and I had been taking appropriate action by learning how to drive to expand potential employment opportunities, I just hadn’t anticipated such a radical decline in such a short space of time. The job itself has gone from boring to monotonous, as I’m currently occupying a position that provides a workload that’s more famine than feast. As the number of desertions expands and in the absence of any discernible work I’m reduced to brewing several cups of tea for much needed caffeine injection as well as a means of remaining “proactive”, all whilst contemplating a future with reasonable doubt. A future prohibited by years of negligible career diversity. I blame myself for remaining at the company for so long simply because I had little intention of progressing to a more prosperous institution. If I had been offered a job with prospective career opportunities I’d have taken it without hesitancy, I just felt no motivation to search for said employment before. “Trees that are slow grow to bear the best fruit” or some such adage of faith, at least that’s what I told myself. I come in every morning and wonder why I even bother? As soon as I’m there I’m already wishing away the day so I can return home. At least there my games console isn’t critical of me, abusive to my conduct and most importantly, isn’t boring. Instead soothing the tender sentiment of lethargy.
I’m considering a range of alternate vocations many of which will require provisional training as well as access to vehicular transportation, which I’m currently not licensed to do. Though I’ve summarised my life with rather melancholic cadence, my life isn’t entirely devoted to prophetic gloom. I recently passed my theory driving test achieving a near perfect score, with only 1 wrong question on the multiple choice section. I will become a father a couple of weeks sooner than I had expected due to minor complications that necessitates early inducement. And let’s not forget Uncharted 4 will be released next month.
……ohhhh……BULLOCKS! I suppose I’ll have to make do with being father…..I guess.