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The Symbol of My Travels and the Motivation to Change

I took off my necklace. A dragon carved from the stone of the largest waterfall in the world, that necklace that was a symbol of all I had left behind. All I had lost. I wore it as reminder to always seek adventure, but instead I found myself yearning for the past. Yearning to escape. Yearning to leave the dreaded monotony of my existence. I was not born to have a life like of vegetation.

I was born to be a wanderer, a nomad. A seeker of the new. One who finds comfort in the unfamiliar. I can’t be here. I can’t stagnate. I can’t watch my life fly by me. It has been nearly two months since I’ve returned. It has flown by. While I was traveling, time never disappeared quite like this. Now time is nothing. A flash in the pan. An apparition. It appears to me only to tell me what I have lost. Each day is so similar to the last that they all fade together. My new experiences could be compacted into a somewhat dull few days even those memories won’t last a lifetime.

I can’t imagine living like this. There seems to be so little hope. Living each day to line someone else’s wallet, to work for a company, a faceless entity that cares nothing for me. I’m a number to them. A slightly more complicated piece of machinery to be used and replaced. Our technology has advanced, but only increases the output at the expense of the worker. Eliminating jobs without sharing gain. Instead, I am bleeding my life away to a soulless monster to earn enough to survive. Working for the privilege of being able to live long enough to work another day. I can’t shake the disgust I feel when I realize that I am sacrificing my life to those who feel entitled to it. Everyday people are working themselves to death, so that millionaires and billionaires can have the newest fashions, decide to take the yacht instead of the helicopter, and pee on the seat of a solid gold toilet.

I mentioned before the chains of debts, but how much more sinister are these metaphorical chains that now bind us. For we do not see these chains. We do not see how they impede us and lead to our destruction. These chains are far more indestructible than any others that could be forged by man, for these chains are forged by all mankind. These chains hold together a system that creates a constant need to be under the foot of another to survive. These are the chains that need to be broken to go from surviving to truly living.

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