Through the eyes.

I woke up this morning beating my alarm clock as always and drudgingly got out of bed. This was one of those morning where I could have slept in if it weren't for the dreaded job to get in my way. I still made the best of it as I put on my work clothes and I was determined to have a good day. At anyone's cost.

I got in my car and headed to work and you guessed it, the sun hit my still squinting eyes as I headed up the highway. I tuned in to the radio station once again to hear that same morning show that always has me smiling at the stupid actions that they do. Although today, it didn't have me wanting to hear more, so I started day dreaming. I do this regularly (who doesn't?) and I keep getting this feeling that I am supposed to be more than this. More often lately than before anytime in my life. I started thinking about what if I could be an amazing writer and thousands, yes thousands of people would read my blog or if I published a novel. You know, something that makes you feel important like your life has meaning. I talked to my best friend about it and he said that this is something 40 year olds experience. Mid-life crisis? Nah, not me. I don't have the money for a Ferrari and even if I did, I would settle for an Eclipse or something. But yet, I don't know what it is, but something tells me that I need to push harder for something and be good at it.

All my life since I can remember, I have been drawn to computers. I am constantly helping someone with an issue or helping them do something that they otherwise without instruction couldn't do. I mean, call me a geek or a nerd if you will but I can't help it, I love computers. And with it, video games. Oh my God if you knew how much time I have spent in video games. That alone could be a novel. I know that playing video games won't land me a CEO position at Microsoft but I do know I want to do something I enjoy. I am not mechanically coordinated and I don't have many expert skills except office-esque like positions. I don't have a lot of brawn and I don't have the money for a college education. All I know is I want something besides this lowly fast food job. No, I'm not ashamed to admit I work at a fast food restaraunt. It pays my bills and allows me to live another day with a roof over my head.

I don't intend for this blog to get anywhere. I just want to share with you my life experiences as seen through an ordinary. I'm not special. I have 10 finger and 10 toes, 2 arms and 2 legs. I am human (unless someone lied to me) and thats all I have to offer. Just...life.

Share your thoughts with me.