Time Flies

Oh, how it flies.

I apologise for not having written anything for such a long time. I think, in some ways, I am almost afraid to hear and read what I think. Hehe, am I making sense?

Jobs. That is the thing that has been on my mind.
Jobs, and why I am miserable working. Why so many of us are miserable at work. I could not reconcile my love for commerce to the misery of working. I mean, I love the business realms - the ideas, the possibilities and the brilliance that comes out of it. Yet, the practice of business bores me. On good days, I come home without feeling disgruntled. On bad days, I come home feeling that I had wasted a perfectly good day, doing something without a purpose.

My mother rang today, and in my efforts to explain to her why I am not Little Miss Happy with work and all that goes around it, I reconciled my love for business and my misery of going to work.

The commercial realm is one that is supposed to be endless. There is no limit to how much organisations can create and achieve. Yet, people in organisations fear that open end. People in organisations find boxes to contain and to understand. As a result, people in organisations build a cage and then, they ask you to reach for the skies.

That, that cage, is my problem with the commercial realm. My spirits are far too big. I am growing restless in my cage.