...and i said: they pay me to think, to write ideas... ideas for things. boring sometimes, frustrating others, freeminded the less.
who do you think you are to say that?
ups, i´m sorry, one must not speak bad of work.
and then i just got it. all my frustration, this inevitable feeling of being lost was what made me feel alive, if i did´nt feel frustrated i had no push in life, no reason to go on. this is a game, breaking the waves.
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