My Dear Lyzako,The past few weeks have been a trial.
I have become a veritable zombie in my approach to the days (which have been filled to bursting lately with meaningless, soul-scorching toil) as I shamble stiffly along, dragging my left leg and its weak knee behind me in the thin April sunshine, desperately in search of brains. Not to eat, mind you. No, I need to recover some gray matter mass of my own in order to think of an easier way to make a living.
I suppose in an ideal world, plenty of work would translate into a comfortable mode of living, but the world seems to be less ideal by the day. I often wait for months to get compensated for jobs that require me to travel on my own dime, burn tankful after tankful of overpriced gasoline as I criss-cross the Midwest, and stay up half the night slaving away in filthy, uncomfortable conditions.
The worst part is, of course, that all of this toil and fretting over money completely robs me of my ability to be creative, which in turn steals my happiness. I think it was Confucius who said: 'Find a job you love and you will never work a day in your life'. All well and good, but I wonder what it pays to be a Chinese philosopher these days. I'm guessing not so much.
The good news is I managed to plan an afternoon off today, this first Friday in May, with nary a single task required of me. And not only that, just yesterday I received a rather substantial check on account which will almost cover my current bills and still leave me enough left over to eat lunch out and tip my favorite dancer over at Hot Tamales.
So I guess I'll take today as it comes, call it a good one, and keep pushing on hoping for many more like it, wherein I will have few obligations, plenty of leisure time and a pocketful of cash to make my tiny dreams come true.
I think Confucius also said: 'It doesn't matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.'
I plan on going very slowly, but I don't anticipate being able to stop any time soon.
Warmest Regards,
Marty Sherman
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