Do I have ten thousand days yet to live?
Do I have one day yet to live?
To weigh a day against how many I may have yet to live, should I waste it working?
What small minded people I fill my days with, it’s a wonder I haven’t left.
Bolting for the door, screaming, my anguish poring out of me in tortured laughter. Never to return.
They have no clue, their world spins differently than mine.
They are happy in their ignorance.
My tolerance of them grows thin though, easily seen with my sometimes sarcastic remarks. On those days when I’ve just had enough.
Luckily my work keeps me sane, that and an end date in mind.
Giving me a measure of freedom. To push back a little, against this machine that grinds so many to dust.
Ten thousand days is not so many, and the silver I weigh against them has little value.
About the Creator
Katie
Really just an amateur trying my hand at this.
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Was I a Model in Japan?
During my time in Nagoya I worked and lived at the strangely famous hostel and café Nagonoya. With its chequered floors and florescent lighting it felt quite dated, but I think that was supposed to be part of the charm. The dorms were always fully booked on weekends with domestic tourists and there was always a buzz in the downstairs café. Camera crews were constantly in and out of the place interviewing the Japanese staff members who worked the café. I think it had something to do with the egg sandwiches. At least that was what was on most of the merchandise, except for that one dishcloth with the owner’s face on it. Was I being employed by a local celebrity?
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The last line pulls everything together so nicely and succinctly!
Last line left me thinking. Great job!
'Ten thousand days is not so many, and the silver I weigh against them has little value.' What a brilliant line
Working to afford to go to work. There must be a better way
Some people only realize how much they want to live when death stares them in the face. 10,000 days. That is not long at all.