Severance

I was fired from an insane and inane job today. An imposed return to the sea of Craigslist ads, and unanswered e-mails. What the hell are we to do with this life? Waste it doing other people's work? How much can we cast off so that we are unbound by the money and motivations inflicted upon us? I would love to have a job that pays me in food. Another that provides me with a place to live. I could do away with money and be happy, and what I could do with money would amount to very little. We are all prostitutes. I'm just on vacation at the moment.

"All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind."
-Aristotle