Yuppie Experience: Back to Work

How do I justify to myself that I have to start working again when I know working in another corpo environment sucks big time and is isn’t very interesting at all? (And pays poorly, if I may add.)

Answer: I make realistic-sounding, fool-proof reasons that I shall coin “short-term goals”. Catchy, right?

I’m starting “real work” again on Monday, and will be in another cage without scenery until I get that “dream job” I’ve been aiming for – hopefully, I won’t have to wait for years to realize that one single absurd and utterly pointless “dream” that will put me in a different kind of enclosure. But moving on to the positive side of things, specifically, the “short-term goals”… I’ve just made up some. Here they are in no particular order of importance:

Get myself another pair of pok-pok red doll shoes.
Go to Lobo beach again with SSS.
Get myself acquainted with Makati air again and build up my immune system, and possibly get a tan.
RedBox.
RedBox.
RedBox.

Those are the ones in my list. They sound convincing enough that even I just fooled myself into believing they’re good enough reasons to work again. In Makati. They’re good enough for now.

They’re good enough. Right?