On being Idle

24 years old. Finding out that I really have not lived. I thank God for moments with my family and meeting my girlfriend. But really all that time in school, time still in school and not really doing what I really would like to be doing.

Working 36 hours only recently changed from the regular 40 hour work week. For what? To go to school to end up yet again in a job that takes more of the only thing that human beings have on this earth TIME! However, minuscule or abundant. I want to spend more time with my parents who are getting older, to know who these people really are. Somali parents rarely open up to their children about their younger days. But I would like to know just who my father is, what did he get into when in Poland or Greece or any of the exotic places he has been to with my mother. Equally what are my mothers experiences in her youth. I want to spend my time with my girlfriend. To take her out and travel like my parents. Building our own memories, to wake up and know that every moment is spent doing what one wants and not a necessary evil. (job)

This is not a case of just doing nothing, but of always doing things that are ones own choice. Perhaps I need to create a simple rap song. One really good hook, and some meaningless pomp about perceived wealth and bang 1 million copies sold and something completely unknown in that industry actually hanging on to most of that. ;)

Good night