Once upon a time, there was a little girl, whose parents told her when she grew up she could be anything she wanted to be.
Today, she sits in front of a computer monitor all day long and types things that are not all that interesting to her. She doesn't get paid very well for that either.
As she sits there, she wonders, how all those years of education could lead her to that very spot. Doing really meaningless stuff. And then she looked out of the window and thinks about all those other people, sitting in front of their computers, and wondered if they were bored too. She wondered how many people wondered the same thing. And if they did, why they were like her, and just sitting there and wondering.
My ailing Butternut
1 day ago