A Proto-Life

Alright here is the plan. I've been thinking about my economic future lately. And it's starting to look more and more like there is no place to go here in Michigan. I graduated from school almost five years ago and a degree in the graphic arts hasn't gotten me any closer to the life style and financial independence I so desperately crave. I feel like life is pushing me to leave again. My job is just the worst. I feel under paid and under appreciated there is no reward for doing a good job except for them asking for more work from me. The system itself is geared towards cronnieism and nepotism, and people look at me like I'm lucky to be breathing the same air as them. I'm tired of not being valued and asked to sacrifice so much for a position I don't want, working with people I cannot stand.

So that means go right? Go some place where you can use your talents instead of slaving away in a manual labor job making scraps and being told I'm lucky I get that those said scraps. It's an analogy for my entire life really. I give and expect the world to play by the same rules but it doesn't. A honorable character is great but that honor doesn't pay you what your worth nor any of your bills.

There has gotta be an out without taken drastic measures. What do you do when your stuck in a rut? Maybe such a situation does call for a scenery change. Nothing is really holding me here but myself. It's like I'm living a proto life. Like this is just practice for the real one. It's like every door is shut to me. Like opportunity is for other people.

But I'm positive I deserve to good life. I don't have to live in a world where people treat me like shit. Or stress me to the nth degree. There has got to be a place where I don't feel like the odd man out. Where all of me is accepted not just the pieces people want to acknowledge.