Rainy Day Snooze

It's a rainy day here today.  Which I don't mind, as it happens to match my mood.  And I wear my moods like an accessory. An accessory to murder.  Just kidding.  I don't even know what I am saying anymore.

I tend to stare out the window a lot on days like today.  When the weather matches the clanging in your brain and you have a lot of thinking to do, it sucks being at work.  Work is an interruption to my actual life.  I have been trying to formulate a plan of attack on this front, and save up enough money so that I can take a year off from working.  So I can think.  Sound crazy?  It is.  But I need to do something crazy before the monotony of my life kills me.  Not my whole life, just work life. 

Maybe I'll become a burlesque dancer. I'm trying to think of a job that is so far from the business world that the word 'business' does not compute in it's circles.  I really just want to work for myself, but I don't want to deal with any business sides to whatever I do.  Any suggestions? I'm open, and willing.  

What went wrong with my generation? We were pushed hard to get a good education and to stay in school and blah blah, only once we did those things we were like, what now? I went to university and had no idea what I wanted to do with my life once I got out.  And that was 7 years ago.  How come it seems like our parents were content with their lots in life, nary a complaint escaping their lips? Were we bred to just always want more, to never be happy with what we have? I don't know.  

Maybe I should become a philosopher.  

Dave and I went to a new bar in our hood last night.  The food was generic, the people were generic, the music was generic.  It made me want to claw my eyes out for some reason.  It's because of this mood.  And because our waitress kept coming over to our table and asking, "HOW DOES EVERYTHING TASTE?".  What? Who asks that? Most people say, "how was everything?", not how does it TASTE.  Whatever, people are weird.  It's what makes the world go round.

So what is wrong with me? What am I looking for? Anyone else feel the same way?