I really am not in the right mindset/mode to write. Not that I am depressed or anything–in fact–I have a few topics in mind and have pretty extensive notes on both but I am just not feeling dedicated to delving into them right now. I’m sure you know how that is. And if you don’t–pretend.
I have been reading Dry by Augusten Burroughs and I am really enjoying it. He is easily becoming one of my favorites. Anytime I read–I am more inspired to write, and as I read–ideas come rapidly into my mind that oftentimes I have to quickly manage to find any scrap of paper I can to quickly jot them down. The result, sadly, its lots of torn napkins, receipts, and words that now have no meaning to me anymore. “Sweat, Curly, Guilt”. What the hell could I have been thinking of?
Now this is totally random but sometimes I feel as if the people [read: person] in charge of making the decisions on matters of base salary don’t realize how uniquely smart I am. I know that sounds horribly conceited but it’s not meant to be. I sometimes wonder what it will take for me to be less of an under-achiever. I guess right now, for all parties involved, it is best it stays that way–for now. I may be an under-achiever but I do know my worth, and I am not stupid as to think my departure wouldn’t cause nothing short of a mini disaster.
By the way, I hate talking about money, especially with friends–and think it’s one of the most tacky things to discuss for more than maybe a 2 second statement (like, “Man I’m broke!”). So, I feel obliged to say–I felt guilty and hypocritical as I typed the words “base….salary”.
If anyone is reading this–I’d be interested to hear your thoughts on the matter as it will be a topic I’d like to explore further. But for now–back to my book.
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