Have you ever even imagined what it feels like, being buried alive?
Fine let me describe it, imagine you wake up every morning to go to a go-no-where job that you just need for its paycheck and sure to not be another number in the unemployed chart, specially while u did work for a period of time and managed to have few post graduate degrees, beside being a well bred person with a number of good qualities and sort of talented and hard worker yet unlucky.
Since you are blessed to have a car as I guess its a humiliation nowadays to even consider benefiting from the so-called public transportation. Yet due to your daily work destination, walking or cycling is not an option...let me rephrase this properly, due to your country status, walking or cycling is not an option, but I am not to discuss that now. The lucky you get in the car, drive to work for over an hour just to reach office, not going to describe that trip as I guess no one who lives in Cairo would care to hear about it, we all live it daily, complain about it daily, and nothing will every change to it entirely.
You are blessed if you managed to find a spot to park your car in to get to the office and sit there waiting for your employer who is due to the current circumstances and recession is freezing everything. Sitting on your desk you absolutely end up doing nothing for 8 hours but browsing websites that are not blocked by firewalls, or just stay gazing at the celing, doing nothing and wondering whats next...
You know you havent the guts to just leave as currently all employers around the world are not hiring due to the recession ugly phase we are living, actually people are being laid off and you are lucky u still have a place to go to. Anyway, the day goes by as unproductive as the one before it and after it, you start the same journey back home but now its over a 2 hr journey plus 20 minutes trying to park near your place and getting more and more not interested in breathing so whatta bout any afternoon activities, as for God's sake I just parked the damn car.
No interest in anything, no clue whats next, cant leave a lousy job, cant afford risking it, cant afford risking what you saved in such a time to start a business on your own, you go learn something new, you go buy something new, its just fake pursuit of happiness, as what kind of happiness would come without satisfaction. You hang out with your friends, some got news, some are moving on, some are just planning, and some just like you are just standing still.
You convince yourself ... one day its going to be different as nothing lasts forever, but that day is really too slow, I wonder if it will ever come. Now you go to bed in your room to wake up and go to your office in your car, to repeat the cycle over an over again. And incase you considered working out you enter your indoor gym, one full with heavy duty equipments and just a terrifying smell of different sweating odors.
Happy people you dont have to respond to this...its just my desperate depressed me talking so save it.... but you can ask yourself the same question, home(box) car(box) office (box) gym (box) outings (mall/coffeshops = box) where the hell would I find the air......sorry fresh air.... Jobs are lousy, economy is really bad, no need to discuss relationships as thats another thing. No need to mention society, stupid useless traditions, family burdens, responsibilities, no challenges, nothing to be creative for, nothing ... no air
despressed depressed depressed...I am buried alive
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